At Night

The same way that I do, do, do
That I do, do, do
That I do, yeah, ayy, alright
At night I think of you
And I wonder if you feel the same way
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do, alright
At night I think of you, yeah
And I want to be your baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby

Bitches they all on me
Following me in real life it ain't Twitter
They pull on my zipper
That all wanna swallow me
Wanna take pictures
They all wanna fall for me
Wanna have kids
Girl you know I'm on the road
Barely coming home
But I ain't hard to find
Just hard to find the time
Don't even trip what you hear through the vine
Mr. Telephone Man, something's wrong with my line, yeah
There's always a click when I hit her
Just so you know girl I miss you
How many times do gotta say
I'm one call away?
And when it comes to you new bitches
I don't fuck with y'all, okay

At night I think of you
And I wonder if you feel the same way
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do
That I do, do, do, alright
At night I think of you, yeah
And I want to be your baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby