Aw Aw

Pull up, make an entrance, people mad
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (not him again)
Don't know what to tell you, I can't help you
I don't give a fuck at all, all, all (too bad)
People lookin' like they seen a ghost
They can't believe what they just saw, aw, aw
Damn, my bitch is bad, when she walks in
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (ooh, she bad, yeah)

I just came from Crucial, I threw 40, then said, "Adios" (bye)
I may not be perfect, but shit, I'm probably close
I'm off it 'cause my fragrance work
The night shift and the day shift (ah)
Angel in the day, demon at night, she likes to shapeshift
I can't take it when I'm gone, that's why I'm splurgin'
Baby got a wall up, no surprise, we met in Berlin
If you've never fucked a millionaire, then you a virgin
Me, myself, and I, I don't know someone more deservin' (come on)

Pull up, make an entrance (yeah), people mad
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (not him again)
Don't know what to tell you, I can't help you
I don't give a fuck at all, all, all (too bad)
People lookin' like they seen a ghost
They can't believe what they just saw, aw, aw
Damn, my bitch is bad, when she walks in
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (ooh, she bad)

Fuck you think this was?
You might see me in this club
Faded of the Goose, not shooters
'Cause then we'd be sittin' ducks
Really though, I like to be at the house
Gettin' rich as fuck
Slouched when you talk thousands
Bring up millions, then I'm sittin' up

Movin' back, 'cause you doing bad, I ain't cool with that
Couple in my crew, Atlanta Brave with the St. Louis hat
Who is that? Doin' the impossible, young Neo (Uh)
Who is that? Me, myself, and I, that's the trio
We gon'- (come on)

Pull up, make an entrance, people mad
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (not him again)
Don't know what to tell you, I can't help you
I don't give a fuck at all, all, all (too bad)
People lookin' like they seen a ghost
They can't believe what they just saw, aw, aw
Damn, my bitch is bad, when she walks in
They turn their heads and they like, "Aw, aw, aw" (ooh, she bad)



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Writer(s): Russell Vitale
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