Reservations
Where you want to go To Bali
What you want to go To Bora
What you want to go To dinner
Make Reservations for four
I'm here sippin on juice
Throw that ass to the roof
Why you fuckin' with a lame when you know them niggas boof
Baby I be on my shit
Never lie, tell the truth
Gotta do what I say
I need you to fall in suit, ayy
Yeah I see you fuck with me, ayy
But do I fuck with you?
Go ahead, roll it up and spaz out, uh
Ducked off in the club, I done brought the cash out
Still not seein' what they really mad about
Still not seein' what they really mad about
Got her tongue sittin' on ice
I say yeah, get to sliding like mike
Go ahead, bae, do it right
Black matte suburban, headin' out to toa's
And I'm sippin' on yak while I'm vibin' at chow
Me? I be up in it, swimming' and
Duckin' and fuckin'
Wassup wit it few days
I'm done with it, they say I'm a menace
They be treatin' me like Jah
Heard you got that wok, baby let me test that fire
I just want know if you bout it
Cause you know that I'm watchin' and you know you can
Put it on me
I know that you cold and you poppin' already know
You got options, what I'm sayin' we can do it low key
Where you want to go To Bali
What you want to go To Bora
What you want to go To dinner
Make reservations for four,
Im here sippin on juice
Throw that ass to the roof
Why you fuckin' with a lame when you know them niggas boof?
Baby, I be on my shit, never lie to the truth
Gotta do what I say, I need you to fall in suit
Yeah, I see you fuck with me
But do I fuck with you?
What you want to go To Bora
What you want to go To dinner
Make Reservations for four
I'm here sippin on juice
Throw that ass to the roof
Why you fuckin' with a lame when you know them niggas boof
Baby I be on my shit
Never lie, tell the truth
Gotta do what I say
I need you to fall in suit, ayy
Yeah I see you fuck with me, ayy
But do I fuck with you?
Go ahead, roll it up and spaz out, uh
Ducked off in the club, I done brought the cash out
Still not seein' what they really mad about
Still not seein' what they really mad about
Got her tongue sittin' on ice
I say yeah, get to sliding like mike
Go ahead, bae, do it right
Black matte suburban, headin' out to toa's
And I'm sippin' on yak while I'm vibin' at chow
Me? I be up in it, swimming' and
Duckin' and fuckin'
Wassup wit it few days
I'm done with it, they say I'm a menace
They be treatin' me like Jah
Heard you got that wok, baby let me test that fire
I just want know if you bout it
Cause you know that I'm watchin' and you know you can
Put it on me
I know that you cold and you poppin' already know
You got options, what I'm sayin' we can do it low key
Where you want to go To Bali
What you want to go To Bora
What you want to go To dinner
Make reservations for four,
Im here sippin on juice
Throw that ass to the roof
Why you fuckin' with a lame when you know them niggas boof?
Baby, I be on my shit, never lie to the truth
Gotta do what I say, I need you to fall in suit
Yeah, I see you fuck with me
But do I fuck with you?
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Writer(s): Aja Kellum
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