Take U Out (feat. L.M.G Des, La’Ola, DSO Stunna & Crystal C)
What you talkin bout?
(Lowkey Money Game)
Where the money at?
I got the gift of gab, like a motherfucka
Girl I'm tryna take you out and eat your body up for supper
Girl the way you pressing me and texting me, I swear you on a fuckin upper
Girl you on that Ecstasy, I'm bout to make you take another
I just wanna get the bag and bring you over to my office
Bend you over the table spank you, girl I ain't doing no talking
Smooth as a cruise boat floats when I'm walking.
I choose you like Pikachu girl I'm certain about ya
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
Yeah I'm a whole motherfucking mood
When I'm talking yeah I know it might sound rude
But if a nigga can't do, what I say do
Then nigga you can move
Cause, if he tryna split the money I'm the one
I get on my own but if he got it give me some
Said it cause I mean it, if he don't then I'ma run
Call me what you want, cause broke niggas ain't no fun
Let a young nigga gone take you on a date
Later on take you home, shawty we can wait
Skittles on my ass but I can never lose weight
Hit your ass around the house steady waking up the neighbors
Dancing like a strip, girl show me what you worth
Boss bitch chasing cash, yeah I see she like to work
All night nonstop, she like what the fuck you take
Break her down like a Swisher have a callin every day
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
You wanna take me out but first I gotta get this paper
Bend me over handcuffed in the elevator
Then I get on top of that dick and ride it slow
Have that ass coming back for some more
Work me out like Rambo, I need a house not a condo
I don't spit I swallow, baby go deep make me holla
Let's make a video of you and me
It's bout to get real sloppy (Papi)
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
(Lowkey Money Game)
Where the money at?
I got the gift of gab, like a motherfucka
Girl I'm tryna take you out and eat your body up for supper
Girl the way you pressing me and texting me, I swear you on a fuckin upper
Girl you on that Ecstasy, I'm bout to make you take another
I just wanna get the bag and bring you over to my office
Bend you over the table spank you, girl I ain't doing no talking
Smooth as a cruise boat floats when I'm walking.
I choose you like Pikachu girl I'm certain about ya
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
Yeah I'm a whole motherfucking mood
When I'm talking yeah I know it might sound rude
But if a nigga can't do, what I say do
Then nigga you can move
Cause, if he tryna split the money I'm the one
I get on my own but if he got it give me some
Said it cause I mean it, if he don't then I'ma run
Call me what you want, cause broke niggas ain't no fun
Let a young nigga gone take you on a date
Later on take you home, shawty we can wait
Skittles on my ass but I can never lose weight
Hit your ass around the house steady waking up the neighbors
Dancing like a strip, girl show me what you worth
Boss bitch chasing cash, yeah I see she like to work
All night nonstop, she like what the fuck you take
Break her down like a Swisher have a callin every day
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
You wanna take me out but first I gotta get this paper
Bend me over handcuffed in the elevator
Then I get on top of that dick and ride it slow
Have that ass coming back for some more
Work me out like Rambo, I need a house not a condo
I don't spit I swallow, baby go deep make me holla
Let's make a video of you and me
It's bout to get real sloppy (Papi)
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
Sip a lil bit ridin through the town
Later on tonight I'm tryna put it down
Show you what I'm about
I, I
I really really wanna take you out
So I can show you what I'm all about
I'm a hustla I always keep a big amount
In my bank account (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Crystal Cooper
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