White Toes
Bad bitch looking clean white toes for the feet
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Aye Bitch where yo man at
I ain't tryna be rude but that ass fat
Seen you walking down the mile looking fake mad uh
Know you sick I just came that
I ain't walking down that isle let me taste that
And girl I really like yo smile where yo face at
She tryna let me blow her down where her face at
I might just take you outta town just to break that look
Hoe love how I live she gone in whip
Got her froze off the fifth while I'm rolling a zip
She ain't baby sitting but she holding my kids
Yea she act saditty she a hoe off the liq'
Patron got her lit
Spilling rose on the fit
Froze for the kit
Got it cold then a bitch
Baby say she like me she gone roll with the Cliq'
Catch us in the vip we gone pose with the sticks
Bad bitch looking clean white toes for the feet
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Look
Girl know you like that
I'm tryna stab her she like boy where that knife at
I'm trying to hit you from the side
Bring it right back
When I'm done need an ice pack
I take her shopping what's yo tab
Ima ice that
She mad they ain't got the bag
With the white strap
Bad bitch she don't even
Check the price tag
No need to ask if I got it bitch it's like that
We just left a mess up in Neiman's
First i tip then valet then we leaving
Know switching states every the season
Bring a friend
We can do this on the weekend
Think I'm Michael Phelps
How I dive in the deep end
Can't control her breathing
Got her bobbing and weaving
Got her legs high in the sky next to Jesus Tell me that it's mine
Know you lying girl you tweaking
Bad bitch looking clean white toes for the feet
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Aye Bitch where yo man at
I ain't tryna be rude but that ass fat
Seen you walking down the mile looking fake mad uh
Know you sick I just came that
I ain't walking down that isle let me taste that
And girl I really like yo smile where yo face at
She tryna let me blow her down where her face at
I might just take you outta town just to break that look
Hoe love how I live she gone in whip
Got her froze off the fifth while I'm rolling a zip
She ain't baby sitting but she holding my kids
Yea she act saditty she a hoe off the liq'
Patron got her lit
Spilling rose on the fit
Froze for the kit
Got it cold then a bitch
Baby say she like me she gone roll with the Cliq'
Catch us in the vip we gone pose with the sticks
Bad bitch looking clean white toes for the feet
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Look
Girl know you like that
I'm tryna stab her she like boy where that knife at
I'm trying to hit you from the side
Bring it right back
When I'm done need an ice pack
I take her shopping what's yo tab
Ima ice that
She mad they ain't got the bag
With the white strap
Bad bitch she don't even
Check the price tag
No need to ask if I got it bitch it's like that
We just left a mess up in Neiman's
First i tip then valet then we leaving
Know switching states every the season
Bring a friend
We can do this on the weekend
Think I'm Michael Phelps
How I dive in the deep end
Can't control her breathing
Got her bobbing and weaving
Got her legs high in the sky next to Jesus Tell me that it's mine
Know you lying girl you tweaking
Bad bitch looking clean white toes for the feet
Bitch I what you need
Pack bags for the weeks bring yo baggage with me
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take shots for we leave back shots on the beach
Bitch I got what you need
You wanna take flights overseas
Downtown shopping sprees
Bitch I got what you need
Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Whitlow
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