Alkaline Water
I only fuck bad bitches
That drink Alkaline Water
Ya dig
Big Bank
Lil mama might think that ima player keep it real I don't know no better
I want to love you and show you that your wetter than any women that I done had ever
Would you believe me if I told that you was the one baby
Taking trips, photoshoots, shopping trips and the babies
Lately my visions been a little bit hazy but ima bounce back just be a little bit patient
You my down bitch and it aint no duplication
You my round bitch, over you I be blazing,
Hop in the Benz truck, then I drive it like I'm racing
Than I lean the seats back and it feels like a spaceship
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
Baby ride with the motion
I cant even lock eyes I lose focus
Know you caught me by surprise I aint notice
When I hit from the side you a ocean
To be 100 my triple digits is 360
I been on record and showed them that the cant get with me
Out on the boulevard on my hip a goddess falls
How could I lose sight when I gave em the guiding star
Well in large
I pick up the parts
My pen got a mind of its own
Haunted forsure
But kids see ghost was just my sweater of choice
I'm better than most, she wetter than moist
L.O.W them my letters of course
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
That drink Alkaline Water
Ya dig
Big Bank
Lil mama might think that ima player keep it real I don't know no better
I want to love you and show you that your wetter than any women that I done had ever
Would you believe me if I told that you was the one baby
Taking trips, photoshoots, shopping trips and the babies
Lately my visions been a little bit hazy but ima bounce back just be a little bit patient
You my down bitch and it aint no duplication
You my round bitch, over you I be blazing,
Hop in the Benz truck, then I drive it like I'm racing
Than I lean the seats back and it feels like a spaceship
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
Baby ride with the motion
I cant even lock eyes I lose focus
Know you caught me by surprise I aint notice
When I hit from the side you a ocean
To be 100 my triple digits is 360
I been on record and showed them that the cant get with me
Out on the boulevard on my hip a goddess falls
How could I lose sight when I gave em the guiding star
Well in large
I pick up the parts
My pen got a mind of its own
Haunted forsure
But kids see ghost was just my sweater of choice
I'm better than most, she wetter than moist
L.O.W them my letters of course
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
I aint gone hold ya
Know I made this on the late night for ya
I'm that nigga taught I already told ya
Know I gotta couple things I could show ya
Think of me when you alone later on I get on ya
On the phone let me know how you want it
Say she never been to northern California
Got no time to even stop for the moments just for the poses
Credits
Writer(s): Dikoma Mundeke
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