Drive Thru Luv
That pussy keep calling me
I'ma hit it 'til you fall asleep
You ain't even left work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
Oh, I just followed your Snapchat
I followed your Twitter, I hope you follow back
Riding through the drive through, just so I can spot you
Think I want a number two
And don't tell your manager
I know she mad at you
She can't embarrass you, yeah
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
Yeah, I heard you working at the call center now
Ain't even got time to call a nigga now
I heard you fuckin' with baller niggas now
You know I ball a nigga now, 'cause you got all the niggas now
I could have changed your life, but you don't know no better
I could have changed your life, but you don't know no better
These niggas they be slimy, the hoes ain't no better
These niggas they be slimy, the hoes ain't no better, yeah
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
I'ma hit it 'til you fall asleep
You ain't even left work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
Oh, I just followed your Snapchat
I followed your Twitter, I hope you follow back
Riding through the drive through, just so I can spot you
Think I want a number two
And don't tell your manager
I know she mad at you
She can't embarrass you, yeah
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
Yeah, I heard you working at the call center now
Ain't even got time to call a nigga now
I heard you fuckin' with baller niggas now
You know I ball a nigga now, 'cause you got all the niggas now
I could have changed your life, but you don't know no better
I could have changed your life, but you don't know no better
These niggas they be slimy, the hoes ain't no better
These niggas they be slimy, the hoes ain't no better, yeah
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
You ain't even got off work, and you ready to twerk on me, oh
I said, "Don't you lose your job tryna fuck me"
You might get it if you lucky
Be patient, you just gotta trust me
(Trust me, baby)
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Biddle, Nathan Rhoads
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