JELLO
I say baby I stay in the lead they follow
Tints on shadow but the inside yellow
Slid by, followin her inside, hello
Now I'm drowning in her insides, no paddle
I say baby that thang like a beach need a towel
Him like metal when it move like jello
Only on the scene for the green not to mingle
But on my momma if she peep I got her
Ok It don't even matter if that girl not single
You barely even know what that girl really into
She don't really care bout them lil boy problems
Today you gon learn bout the real Don Dotta
They got shit on her fuck that King Kong chatter
Flexing on her ex and she don't needa spotter
Don't mind me, I'm just poppin my collar
While I'm countin these dollars
I don't trust the money counter nigga
I don't trust the money counter
Tells a lot about me but I really don't be talking
Pissing off her haters and she shittin on her doubters
Ou I'm jus a heart robber
Made her place it on the counter nigga, yea
Made her chase it for hours
Tried to get her get back
And get back her belongings
Far from being modest
When I say that she the hottest
If you stare for too long it might burn off both yo eye lids
I say baby I stay in the lead they follow
Tints on shadow but the inside yellow
Slid by, followin her inside, hello
Now I'm drowning in her insides no paddle
I say baby that thang like a beach need a towel
Him like metal when it move like jello
Only on the scene for the green not to mingle
But on my momma if she peep
Tints on shadow but the inside yellow
Slid by, followin her inside, hello
Now I'm drowning in her insides, no paddle
I say baby that thang like a beach need a towel
Him like metal when it move like jello
Only on the scene for the green not to mingle
But on my momma if she peep I got her
Ok It don't even matter if that girl not single
You barely even know what that girl really into
She don't really care bout them lil boy problems
Today you gon learn bout the real Don Dotta
They got shit on her fuck that King Kong chatter
Flexing on her ex and she don't needa spotter
Don't mind me, I'm just poppin my collar
While I'm countin these dollars
I don't trust the money counter nigga
I don't trust the money counter
Tells a lot about me but I really don't be talking
Pissing off her haters and she shittin on her doubters
Ou I'm jus a heart robber
Made her place it on the counter nigga, yea
Made her chase it for hours
Tried to get her get back
And get back her belongings
Far from being modest
When I say that she the hottest
If you stare for too long it might burn off both yo eye lids
I say baby I stay in the lead they follow
Tints on shadow but the inside yellow
Slid by, followin her inside, hello
Now I'm drowning in her insides no paddle
I say baby that thang like a beach need a towel
Him like metal when it move like jello
Only on the scene for the green not to mingle
But on my momma if she peep
Credits
Writer(s): Marv Illest
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