Loot

Yeah
Okay okay
Uh huh uh huh
Yeah
I'm tryna get all my money worth up in this telly so baby let's fuck on the sink
She know it's always a vibe when I'm out with the guys
It's a movie whenever we link
I was just hitting my dance on a bitch I was wildin
I think I need something to drink
Shorty start feeling all over my body
And she fell in love cause it's covered in ink
Yeah

Baby what you tryna do
Feeling me i'm feeling you
Tell me whatever you need
Baby i'll get you in tune
For you I feel like a feen
I just don't know what to do
Get money by any means
Even if I gotta loot

See me a opp ima shh
Huh
See me a opp ima shoot
Tell a broke nigga to shh
Huh
Ain't no one talking to you
Shorty had came with her friend
I'm tryna come with her too like
Baby i'm just being true
Huh
I heard it's better with two
Looking at me like I said something wrong
Baby that's just the timing i'm on
Told me to mention her name in a song
Tell me why would I ruin a song
You knew you wasn't my girl all along
Tell me how am I doing you wrong
Tell me how am I leading you on
Tell me how am I right if i'm wrong

I need a freak
Seven days out of the week
I'm feeling geeked
Not tryna fuck where's the beat
I'm finna talk
Get on the beat and I walk
Aye yeah
Feeling the sauce
She heard that i'm from New York



Credits
Writer(s): Lesean Armstrong
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