Horchata
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her (Yeah yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
She drop it down for a real one
She already knows that I popped one
Now I'm on one, take her thong off
She Latina quiere que le de horchata
Don't make a mess all on my sheets girl they Versace
I've gotta tell this hoe to leave she won't get off me
Ill Swerve yeah your girl she call me "Papi"
I'm throwing bands booty, mula, kamikaze
And I just cracked a seal on a pint yeah
Pour it up by myself don't wanna feel nah
Gotta risk it all, if I wanna ball
I'm a fucking star, put all my homies on
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her
(Yeah, yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
I've been on a sick one for months
So don't give me drugs
I'd rather be up than a stick in the mud
I'm getting it done, so don't hit me up less you showing me love, yeah
I've been sharing with all my click
Don't get too close or you might get sick
I'm laying it down, and get out my house
Ain't nobody coming around
I been fucked up and I fuck all night
Your girl know she only my side
And last week I ended up inside
I'm fucked up and I'm rollin'
She's snapping on my phone and
She's tryna be discreet
And she know she fucking with me
Till I take her back to the streets, yeah
I don't need her but I want her (but I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her (yeah yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
(But I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her (Yeah yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
She drop it down for a real one
She already knows that I popped one
Now I'm on one, take her thong off
She Latina quiere que le de horchata
Don't make a mess all on my sheets girl they Versace
I've gotta tell this hoe to leave she won't get off me
Ill Swerve yeah your girl she call me "Papi"
I'm throwing bands booty, mula, kamikaze
And I just cracked a seal on a pint yeah
Pour it up by myself don't wanna feel nah
Gotta risk it all, if I wanna ball
I'm a fucking star, put all my homies on
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her
(Yeah, yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
I've been on a sick one for months
So don't give me drugs
I'd rather be up than a stick in the mud
I'm getting it done, so don't hit me up less you showing me love, yeah
I've been sharing with all my click
Don't get too close or you might get sick
I'm laying it down, and get out my house
Ain't nobody coming around
I been fucked up and I fuck all night
Your girl know she only my side
And last week I ended up inside
I'm fucked up and I'm rollin'
She's snapping on my phone and
She's tryna be discreet
And she know she fucking with me
Till I take her back to the streets, yeah
I don't need her but I want her (but I want her yeah yeah)
If I leave her someone prolly' got her
(Someone got her yeah)
I don't need her but I want her
(But I want her yeah yeah)
She took my heart with all the shit I bought her (yeah yeah!)
Gucci all up on her feet
Don't even know why she lookin' at me
Wait a minute she don't know who I be
She know without me she hitting the streets
I've got hoes but I'm feeling her a little more
She's doing blow off the screen of my iPhone
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Writer(s): Anthony Fote
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