She Don't Know Me
AP Wrist, yeah I want Roleys
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
Girl I need you right now, right now, so you should pull up on me
One hundred k all cash, got these blues up on me
And every diamond on me flawless, jewels up on me
And I'm a thug just like Shakur, I got the 'Juice' up on me
AP on my wrist, Mizzy on the fits
Bitch don't get offended when I say that you my bitch
And I'm going to pull up on you when you're lonely
AP on my wrist but you're the trophy
She said please don't tell your friends I said yeah I know
She said please don't tell my mans I said yeah I know
I don't really tell nobody shit I'm on
Just another nigga with that Westside flow
When I spend my time on her, yeah she like that
If I spend my money on her, make it right back
If I let that girl go, she come right back
When I beat thang down, she don't fight back
AP Wrist, yeah I want Roleys
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
Two shots up, she acting like a slut
Bad bitch on me, yeah she pull up yeah what's up
I'm the type of nigga, I don't really want no love
I just want to slide thru and put it in your gut
She going to slide thru
Bad bitch on me and she's five two
And we sipping that drink out that bottle
If you know it's about you, I'm going to slide thru
AP Wrist, yeah I want Roleys
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
You already know how it go
When you pull up on me baby we ain't even saying no words
You already know how it go
When your man calls my phone, Tell him I don't even fucking know her
You already know how it go when you pull up on me
You already know how it go
When your man calls my phone, Tell him I don't even fucking know her
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
Girl I need you right now, right now, so you should pull up on me
One hundred k all cash, got these blues up on me
And every diamond on me flawless, jewels up on me
And I'm a thug just like Shakur, I got the 'Juice' up on me
AP on my wrist, Mizzy on the fits
Bitch don't get offended when I say that you my bitch
And I'm going to pull up on you when you're lonely
AP on my wrist but you're the trophy
She said please don't tell your friends I said yeah I know
She said please don't tell my mans I said yeah I know
I don't really tell nobody shit I'm on
Just another nigga with that Westside flow
When I spend my time on her, yeah she like that
If I spend my money on her, make it right back
If I let that girl go, she come right back
When I beat thang down, she don't fight back
AP Wrist, yeah I want Roleys
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
Two shots up, she acting like a slut
Bad bitch on me, yeah she pull up yeah what's up
I'm the type of nigga, I don't really want no love
I just want to slide thru and put it in your gut
She going to slide thru
Bad bitch on me and she's five two
And we sipping that drink out that bottle
If you know it's about you, I'm going to slide thru
AP Wrist, yeah I want Roleys
Your bitch act like she don't know me
Bet she act like she right on me
Girl let me buss it on you
You bring your friends, I bring homies
I keep that thang right up on me
You slide thru when I feel lonely
Girl let me buss it on you
You already know how it go
When you pull up on me baby we ain't even saying no words
You already know how it go
When your man calls my phone, Tell him I don't even fucking know her
You already know how it go when you pull up on me
You already know how it go
When your man calls my phone, Tell him I don't even fucking know her
Credits
Writer(s): Makamoeafi Taufahema, Maka T
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