Halftime

Damn, Polar, that shit fire
Woah, woah
Half-time for my bros, half-time for the hoes
Chill out before the show, then we T up and we gone

Band after band, after band, after band
I been gettin' hella racks, I can't stuff it in my pants
Yuh, yuh
Make that bitch hit her dance
She was sippin' drink, then she spilled it on my pants
Ain't gon' mention names, but them boys know they creepin'
Ain't gon' even lie, Smith gon' do you for no reason
Up in penthouse suites, and good is what we eatin'
Bitch, you know I'm Adam, and this my garden of Eden
But you ain't no Eve, you can't get in here, you tweakin'

Woah, woah
Half-time for my bros, half-time for the hoes
Gotta chill out before the show



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Writer(s): Akthem Kassem
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