Ms. Santana
(Hey Mari Santana)
(3 God Goin' Viral)
(Oh My God, Mari)
Ridin' in this cadillac, Just tryna see you
Lookin' for your love, but that junk kinda see through
he claimin' that he packin', but i'm packin' on that heat too
I look up at the sky, like " who he tryna be fool? "
I just want yo' love cause' these niggas might play you
let's shoot a film & let's put it on youtube
I'm Sippin' on this yak, man i'm feeling kinda kuku
& she wanna go out, so I told her hop in the coupe
If we ever break up, just know i won't forget you
I'll do anything in this world just to be with you
take you to the bedroom, babygirl, I'm feeling you
Babygirl, " Ike Turner ", I will never ever Beat you
Babygirl, Yes, i'm getting money, I can feed you
I'm not with the bull, Babygirl, I'm tryna please you
Everytime I make a song, Babygirl, You like " Drop Boo "
& That's one reason Why i Really Really Love you
Wait, let me slow it down for the niggas in the back right quick
You got space for your heart, but it don't fit
& i'm flexing so hard, baby, look at my wrist
Tryna stick around Cause' I'm tryna get rich
All my music digital, forget about a disc
Don't pass me no wrench, cause' I don't need a fix
If he run up on me wrong, he gon meet this blick
I'm ridin' through my hood & i'm smoking on this wood
& i wanna be with you, babygirl, understood?
Tryna get to the top, gotta get it out the mud
Used to listen to my mama, in the hood, used to fuss
My mama got mad cause' we always used to cuss
My girl took my love for granted, now i can't trust
Remember waking up in the morning for the bus, i know you used to love seeing me at The buss stop
Niggas think they gangsta, cause' they always keep a gun
I won't never stop until it's all done
& The life that i'm living, it's not really fun
She wanna break my heart, but i tell her Not to
I don't wanna fall in love if it's not you
Yo' friends tellin' lies, babygirl, it's not true
I roll up this joint, just watch it burn fuse, i'm tryna get to the blues, not clues
I'm feelin' like " Pop ", tryna get with the " Woo "
I gave you all my love, Babygirl, You did too
Now i'm in neverland, lookin for a clue
Actually, babygirl, I'm lookin' for you
Waiting for you, yeah, Im waiting for you
Sitting right here Waiting for you to pop out the blue
Not even gon lie, this something new
I don't really care, I jus want be with you
(3 God Goin' Viral)
(Oh My God, Mari)
Ridin' in this cadillac, Just tryna see you
Lookin' for your love, but that junk kinda see through
he claimin' that he packin', but i'm packin' on that heat too
I look up at the sky, like " who he tryna be fool? "
I just want yo' love cause' these niggas might play you
let's shoot a film & let's put it on youtube
I'm Sippin' on this yak, man i'm feeling kinda kuku
& she wanna go out, so I told her hop in the coupe
If we ever break up, just know i won't forget you
I'll do anything in this world just to be with you
take you to the bedroom, babygirl, I'm feeling you
Babygirl, " Ike Turner ", I will never ever Beat you
Babygirl, Yes, i'm getting money, I can feed you
I'm not with the bull, Babygirl, I'm tryna please you
Everytime I make a song, Babygirl, You like " Drop Boo "
& That's one reason Why i Really Really Love you
Wait, let me slow it down for the niggas in the back right quick
You got space for your heart, but it don't fit
& i'm flexing so hard, baby, look at my wrist
Tryna stick around Cause' I'm tryna get rich
All my music digital, forget about a disc
Don't pass me no wrench, cause' I don't need a fix
If he run up on me wrong, he gon meet this blick
I'm ridin' through my hood & i'm smoking on this wood
& i wanna be with you, babygirl, understood?
Tryna get to the top, gotta get it out the mud
Used to listen to my mama, in the hood, used to fuss
My mama got mad cause' we always used to cuss
My girl took my love for granted, now i can't trust
Remember waking up in the morning for the bus, i know you used to love seeing me at The buss stop
Niggas think they gangsta, cause' they always keep a gun
I won't never stop until it's all done
& The life that i'm living, it's not really fun
She wanna break my heart, but i tell her Not to
I don't wanna fall in love if it's not you
Yo' friends tellin' lies, babygirl, it's not true
I roll up this joint, just watch it burn fuse, i'm tryna get to the blues, not clues
I'm feelin' like " Pop ", tryna get with the " Woo "
I gave you all my love, Babygirl, You did too
Now i'm in neverland, lookin for a clue
Actually, babygirl, I'm lookin' for you
Waiting for you, yeah, Im waiting for you
Sitting right here Waiting for you to pop out the blue
Not even gon lie, this something new
I don't really care, I jus want be with you
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Campbell
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