wit me
Shawty know wassup
She dont want another drink
Cuz she just wanna be wit me
Wit me, wit me
Shawty know wassup
She dont want another drink
Cuz she just wanna be wit me
Wit wit wit hold on just a second
Wit me, wit me, wit me
Wit you, wit you
Wit me, wit me, wit me
Wit you wit you
Shawty know wassup what we doing
We fucking or we coolin
Got another man now im feelin kinda stupid
Dumb fuck crazy, im a psycho
Still turn me on like the night do the lightpost
I got hi tec sell it to your man
Talk about me get yo bitch clapped
Ima kill that, go dummy
She played me yo music and dam it was funny boi
I aint yo man shit i aint yo homie
I dont wanna kick it with you so dont act like you know me
Youll love me to death, when she fuck me she puttin her hands on my neck shit
And i like that, and she bite back
Fuck around for a minute finna wife that
She a dime and she still pick me
Runnin round town let em know that its you who be on my mind
With all of that said, i aint waitin for u, right now cant be takin my time (Nah)
Right about 10
Fresh cologne ima do it again
Ten toes down she gone see what i meant
Baby somethin bout you make me wanna full send all night
Alright
Shed takin days ive had all to myself
All night
Shed takin the time ive had all to myself
All night
O i dont wanna fall into ya ruse
W me w me
She dont want another drink
Cuz she just wanna be wit me
Wit me, wit me
Shawty know wassup
She dont want another drink
Cuz she just wanna be wit me
Wit wit wit hold on just a second
Wit me, wit me, wit me
Wit you, wit you
Wit me, wit me, wit me
Wit you wit you
Shawty know wassup what we doing
We fucking or we coolin
Got another man now im feelin kinda stupid
Dumb fuck crazy, im a psycho
Still turn me on like the night do the lightpost
I got hi tec sell it to your man
Talk about me get yo bitch clapped
Ima kill that, go dummy
She played me yo music and dam it was funny boi
I aint yo man shit i aint yo homie
I dont wanna kick it with you so dont act like you know me
Youll love me to death, when she fuck me she puttin her hands on my neck shit
And i like that, and she bite back
Fuck around for a minute finna wife that
She a dime and she still pick me
Runnin round town let em know that its you who be on my mind
With all of that said, i aint waitin for u, right now cant be takin my time (Nah)
Right about 10
Fresh cologne ima do it again
Ten toes down she gone see what i meant
Baby somethin bout you make me wanna full send all night
Alright
Shed takin days ive had all to myself
All night
Shed takin the time ive had all to myself
All night
O i dont wanna fall into ya ruse
W me w me
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Writer(s): John Park
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