Verse Two

She think that she love me
She know that she need me
She wanna be around me
I love when she please me
We keepin it low
Only meet on the weekends
After we done only time we be speaking
I'm coming again
But right after I'm leaving
I Beat on her cakes
When I leave she be fiending
It's so deceiving
How could you leave me
Better watch out
For they find out we creeping
Hold all my demons
Don't tell none my secrets
I need you right now
You were always my weakness
Bitch I'm a pro
I'm a vet I been seasoned
I'm like a chef
I been cookin it easy
Loyalty problems
This bit don't believe me
The queen of my dreams
Didn't know I was sleeping
A gala for you
You the queen of the evening
Know that you love me
Don't hold on to reason
Moody ass bit
That shit change like the seasons
My summer my winter
The way you be steaming
I'm falling for you
With the way that you leave me
I'm springing back up
When the daisies be leaping
Hiding the pain
And the feelings you keeping
You got it on lock
Ion even need reasons
Cut me so deep
And a nigga be bleeding
Listen just listen
I can not believe this
I don't know how you do this
Got me acting so foolish
Feelings stuck here on you
And I know that you clueless
I can't say it I'm stupid
Get right here
Let's get to it
We just need some new movement
I ain't got time waste
I gotta dream to chase
Martyr of my time
I gotta lead the way
But baby

Baby just hold me down
Baby just hold me down
I like the way she drop it fast
And move that thing around

Baby just hold me down
Baby just hold me down
I love the way you throw it back
And when you make them sounds

Baby just hold me down
Baby just hold me down
You so picture perfect
Swear I need to see you smile

Baby just hold me down
Baby just hold me down
This ain't nothin new to me
I'm tryna make you proud

Love my lil bit
Cause she act like a diva
Talking bout strains
And we both love sativa
She talking bout friends
Now I just wanna meet em
She play on both teams
Damn I think I should keep her
Big booty bitch
Her ass fat like Anita
But fuck the lil bitch
Cause I know I ain't need her
Get a new chick
Right after I leave here
I'm posting up quick
Shawty hitting my beeper
Jumping in pools
Yea I'm off deep end
The pressure is heavy
Depression I'm sinking
Get lit on weekends
I just started drinking
This is four in my cup
And it's making me loko
Fanta grape soda
It got me on slow mo
She wanted to kick it
Like we in dojo
She wanted more
But uno roll solo
Keep it on chill
Yea this shit on the low low
She bust it open
And put on show for
I gotta freak
And I think she pro hoe
She bout her bills
Like the team in the snow tho
She's from the hills
And she lives for the photos
She want the pictures the press and the glam
Typa bad bitch need a bag in her hand
She look for racks she need her an advance
She count the stacks she been runnin up scams
This ain't no regular shawty
Baddie from LA she life of the party
You want the trouble she bout start it
Pull up to functions she got the bottles
Pop em pop em pop em pop em
Told her come thru and bring the bacardi
Couple shots off that we touchin bodies
Back on her demon time baby you naughty

But we no good together
It's just fun tho
Let this night last forever
Before I run home