Sweet Thing (feat. Ty Benjamin)

Sweet thang I remember when I met you
These days I treat hoes more disrespectful
She keep ringing down my line
I think the hoe crazy she was going
Out her mind but she won't
Get a dollar or a penny or a dime
Sent the woman to my brother
He my nigga he my slime
Get the addy to the crib
And pull up while you at your job
Then open up the door like
I ain't doing nothing wrong
I was greeted by a woman
With a tee shirt and thong
I ain't even know that that's somebody
Baby moms
Hit it one time if the pussy good
I gotta hit two times
Then I gotta chill woosah
I was gonna hit it three times
But I ain't want the hoe
To get attached I really had
To choose wise

Why always tryna fuck with me baby?
You ain't really stress me out in a minute
She from the suburbs but she fuck
With the trenches
I'm in her feelings so she know
I ain't trippin'
I'm in her belly now she loving the feeling
Got you feeling things
You ain't never witness
Pinky wedding rings
You know this big pimpin'
I'm sorry I can't let you fuck up my business
Pinky's up let's have a toast for these niggas
(Pinky's up)
(Pinky's up)
(Pinky's up)
(Pinky's up)
Ay
You ain't never seen me lately
I can't remember the shit you was saying
You was always tryna make some arrangements
I was always telling you to stay dangerous
You was my best friend
You ain't never had interest
In other niggas we end shit
We ain't never do business
But why you wanna act like I ain't have shit
(Like I ain't it)
(Gotta know when to quit)
Girl you know that nigga ain't it
Girl you know that nigga ain't it yahh

Sweet thang I remember when I met you
These days I treat hoes more disrespectful
She keep ringing down my line
I think the hoe crazy she was going
Out her mind but she won't
Get a dollar or a penny or a dime
Sent the woman to my brother
He my nigga he my slime
Get the addy to the crib
And pull up while you at your job
Then open up the door like
I ain't doing nothing wrong
I was greeted by a woman
With a tee shirt and thong
I ain't even know that that's somebody
Baby moms
Hit it one time if the pussy good
I gotta hit two times
Then I gotta chill woosah
I was gonna hit it three times
But I ain't want the hoe
To get attached I really had
To choose wise

I cannot lock down no treesha
Hit that lil hoe she a thotty lil diva
I hit that hoe in a holy cathedral
Fuckin' this bitch she a demon she evil
Pulled up on that pussy was bald like a eagle
How you drunk tell all your friends?
You ain't mean to
Told that lil bitch pop that shit like a weasel

Woah woah woah
Had her legs spread like butter
Baby so wet like the water
Yeah summertime summer weather
Out west yeah in California
You not basic
You high maintenance
We out this club
Yeah we outta here
Ouu
Don't hit the curb who you swerving on boo?
Wanna make a show close the curtains on you
You ain't know I got
Got that Maybach on coupe
You like it when I pump that back
I know because you push that back
I like it when you arch that back
She got a tat on her neck
She gotta giver me respect
After she give me the dome
She know that she cannot stay
Cuz there's rules and regulations
When it come to this player
Why you always gotta say sum
When I come around here
Sweet thang I remember how I met you
These days I treat hoes so disrespectful
Since I met you

Sweet thang I remember when I met you
These days I treat hoes more disrespectful
She keep ringing down my line
I think the hoe crazy she was going
Out her mind but she won't
Get a dollar or a penny or a dime
Sent the woman to my brother
He my nigga he my slime
Get the addy to the crib and pull up
While you at your job
Then open up the door like
I ain't doing nothing wrong
I was greeted by a woman with a tee shirt and thong
I ain't even know that that's somebody
Baby moms
Hit it one time if the pussy good
I gotta hit two times
Then I gotta chill woosah
I was gonna hit it three times
But I ain't want the hoe
To get attached I really had
To choose wise



Credits
Writer(s): Weldon Irvine
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