Still Love Me
Don't respect me with that talk
Act up and just twerk no diggity
See me way under
Making money any way
Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, sinner
And to the mind of a menace
Hit myself cold as September
So I've been working and waiting man all these
Tokyo trips
Shopping spree full of gifts
I remember when we dreamt about kids
Top-down with the V-line, my bitch
Hold up let's slow it down and lose control
Riding through the city in the caddy we go
Burn out, take it slow now, what you on now
Vila, Vila make a person say how
Did you get so fine
Lady what you taking Imma make your whole night
Never need to hesitate, going my way
Take a fully shot of Henny baby you can just stay with me
How about now
Get whatever you need you don't gotta say thanks
VVS Stones go right around your ring
When you say I do we can do our thing
Come on baby take this ride
Lift your weight no exercise
Hold me up, I'll pin you down
Make my way through randevu
Take my streets and see more lanes
Promised you will be so fame
Get on up and show they fee
Pop my collar with some lean
Don't respect me with that talk
Act up and just twerk no diggity
See me way under
Making money any way
Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, sinner
And to the mind of a menace
Hit myself cold as September
So I've been working and waiting man all these
Act up and just twerk no diggity
See me way under
Making money any way
Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, sinner
And to the mind of a menace
Hit myself cold as September
So I've been working and waiting man all these
Tokyo trips
Shopping spree full of gifts
I remember when we dreamt about kids
Top-down with the V-line, my bitch
Hold up let's slow it down and lose control
Riding through the city in the caddy we go
Burn out, take it slow now, what you on now
Vila, Vila make a person say how
Did you get so fine
Lady what you taking Imma make your whole night
Never need to hesitate, going my way
Take a fully shot of Henny baby you can just stay with me
How about now
Get whatever you need you don't gotta say thanks
VVS Stones go right around your ring
When you say I do we can do our thing
Come on baby take this ride
Lift your weight no exercise
Hold me up, I'll pin you down
Make my way through randevu
Take my streets and see more lanes
Promised you will be so fame
Get on up and show they fee
Pop my collar with some lean
Don't respect me with that talk
Act up and just twerk no diggity
See me way under
Making money any way
Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, bro, sinner
And to the mind of a menace
Hit myself cold as September
So I've been working and waiting man all these
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Surban
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