Wit Me

Fuck with me, fuck with me, baby girl fuck with me
I'll put you on a plane and I'll fly you out to Greece
Packing all yo bags, grab whatever that you need
Spend a couple bands, yea we on a shopping spree
You and me, you and me
Yea we in a mansion with a view of the sea
Bentley or the Ferrari, baby girl take the keys
How you look so fine everyday of the week
I just need your love because it feels like codeine
I could treat you right, baby girl stay with me
Let me be your man's girl I know what you need
Told my friends, that she's all that I need, and she's all that I want
Not like these others that will hit you and are gone
Been talking on the phone, you can tell we get along
We've been texting all night, we've been up till its dawn
Am I wrong, am I wrong
Dark hair, lil pretty eyes, lil baby girl she knows this
Shoot my shot, like will I make it like DeMar DeRozan
Down bad, like down bad, you're the reason why I wrote this

Why I wrote this
Why I wrote this
Why I wrote this
So baby why don't you

Fuck with me, fuck with me, baby girl fuck with me
I'll put you on a plane and I'll fly you out to Greece
Packing all yo bags, grab whatever that you need
Spend a couple bands, yea we on a shopping spree
You and me, you and me
Yea we in a mansion with a view of the sea
Bentley or the Ferrari, baby girl take the keys
How you look so fine everyday of the week
I just need your love because it feels like codeine
I could treat you right, baby girl stay with me
Let me be your man's girl I know what you need
Told my friends, that she's all that I need, and she's all that I want
Not like these others that will hit you and are gone
Been talking on the phone, you can tell we get along
We've been texting all night, we've been up till its dawn



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Lam
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