Intro
Yea shawty hair long, hips don't lie, Shakira
You gon tell me all your problems almost make tear up
Im gon whip up in this Beamer it's gon gear up
While the homie leaning slow off that purple syrup(Yup)
They gon ask me for sum favors they gon try to abuse
Imma pray to God I do not wanna pay the dues
And don't ask me for the answer I don't have the clue
It's The Hunger Games out here don't end up like Rue
How you mad at me when I told you the real truth
You said I just like to tangle, dreads from the root
You said I just wanna tango but it takes us two
And you always gonna watch me like I'm news
I'm just like a sentence sit between the lines (Ha)
Might just break some change cause she a dime
Yea she want me to shoot in her like Vietnam
And shawty were it do not take too much to cum
Yea I don't believe them words it's not exclusive shit
Throw the Homie chili I know he come from the bricks
I'm gon call him chain gang cause he pull a stick
Yea turn the whip on just with a click
Yea bad energy getting rid of this
You can't screw me over, you ain't on some philips shit
Like the homie cooking batter he gon flip the wrist
Home run, Im the batter she want me to hit
Yea it don't really matter really how you feel
Yea life will be so slippery better the watch the peel
Don't od, you already broke the seal
Why they all just make me hot, red tapatio
Yea broke up out the matrix but I ain't Neo
Yea stay on ten toes you don't wanna kneel
All my chains real cold, muy muy frío
I know they sayin that they love you are they real
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
You can't ever let them use you
Cause they gon fasho try to abuse you
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
I talk it out like Im giving a presentation
When I gas the whip, I do it no hesitation
Got this crop up on my head it ain't a plantation
Yea these dreads is like a mask ain't no Jason(Nah)
Yea twelve gon tell me "Are you sure you wasn't racin'"
Demons creep up on my side why they so adjacent
Shawty bad, she got real good sedation(She got)
Too bad Im not just for the takin'
I'm not tryna leave your ass so forsaken
Why we always argue then go back in seconds
Yea I think you only love me when Im really sexin'
Yea you gon say "CJ yea you so sexy"
You gon tell me all your problems almost make tear up
Im gon whip up in this Beamer it's gon gear up
While the homie leaning slow off that purple syrup(Yup)
They gon ask me for sum favors they gon try to abuse
Imma pray to God I do not wanna pay the dues
And don't ask me for the answer I don't have the clue
It's The Hunger Games out here don't end up like Rue
How you mad at me when I told you the real truth
You said I just like to tangle, dreads from the root
You said I just wanna tango but it takes us two
And you always gonna watch me like I'm news
I'm just like a sentence sit between the lines (Ha)
Might just break some change cause she a dime
Yea she want me to shoot in her like Vietnam
And shawty were it do not take too much to cum
Yea I don't believe them words it's not exclusive shit
Throw the Homie chili I know he come from the bricks
I'm gon call him chain gang cause he pull a stick
Yea turn the whip on just with a click
Yea bad energy getting rid of this
You can't screw me over, you ain't on some philips shit
Like the homie cooking batter he gon flip the wrist
Home run, Im the batter she want me to hit
Yea it don't really matter really how you feel
Yea life will be so slippery better the watch the peel
Don't od, you already broke the seal
Why they all just make me hot, red tapatio
Yea broke up out the matrix but I ain't Neo
Yea stay on ten toes you don't wanna kneel
All my chains real cold, muy muy frío
I know they sayin that they love you are they real
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
You can't ever let them use you
Cause they gon fasho try to abuse you
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
(Are they real?)
I talk it out like Im giving a presentation
When I gas the whip, I do it no hesitation
Got this crop up on my head it ain't a plantation
Yea these dreads is like a mask ain't no Jason(Nah)
Yea twelve gon tell me "Are you sure you wasn't racin'"
Demons creep up on my side why they so adjacent
Shawty bad, she got real good sedation(She got)
Too bad Im not just for the takin'
I'm not tryna leave your ass so forsaken
Why we always argue then go back in seconds
Yea I think you only love me when Im really sexin'
Yea you gon say "CJ yea you so sexy"
Credits
Writer(s): Chancey King
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