Oso Curtis -
AP
Ap
Aye
Baby let me roll somethin' (Roll up)
Baby let me pour somethin' (Po' up)
You could pull up to the AP wit all of your girls
Turn this music up watch you throw somethin'
Yeah, know you felt that
Throw that ass back
Put it on me I'll put the pussy on the map
Ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
So after this you gon' run that ass back, uh
Lil' Mama bout business (bout business)
If she don't look fly then the addy so don't get it (don't get it)
Shawty love the drip she know how I'm livin' (I'm livin')
And nah that ain't my girl you know we just chillin' (Oh yeah)
Baby the gang wit me vicious
I know you got a man but wit me you don't miss him (don't miss him)
He told her don't go but baby she don't listen
I mean you could blame me or blame all this pimpin' yeah, yeah
Ima need the numbers all to your line (yo line)
Hit you wit the AP baby come slide (come slide)
Girl you know the music up and we live (we live)
Baby throw it back I'll make that shit mine
Sippin' purple drank this ain't Kool-Aid (Kool-aid)
Baby pourin' up the bottle of the Rośe (Rośe)
Throw it back shawty know a youngin' don't play (don't play)
Tell your friend if she ain't fuckin' keep it movin'
Function wit the posse baby
Meet me in the lobby baby
I been sippin' on this drank and this done got me faded baby
Tell me if you know that (know that)
And I ain't here for the love baby hold that (hold that)
And I could send my locay like a LoJack (LoJack)
And if you wit it we can run it, Tony Womack
Life like this is not Boring baby
Nights like this I start rollin' baby
Liqour mean it's us goin' baby
Blowin' clouds and I'm soarin' baby
Aye, tell your man he ain't comin' close
I know he hate it when you wit me that you do the most
And when I get behind it baby Ima take it slow
Make a youngin' go ghost
Ima need the numbers all to your line (yo line)
Hit you wit the AP baby come slide (come slide)
Girl you know the music up and we live (we live)
Baby throw it back I'll make that shit mine
Sippin' purple drank this ain't Kool-Aid
Baby pourin' up the bottle of the Rośe (Rośe)
Throw it back shawty know a youngin' don't play (don't play)
Tell your friend if she ain't fuckin' keep it movin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Baby let me roll somethin' (Roll up)
Baby let me pour somethin' (Po' up)
You could pull up to the AP wit all of your girls
Turn this music up watch you throw somethin'
Yeah, know you felt that
Throw that ass back
Put it on me I'll put the pussy on the map
Ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
So after this you gon' run that ass back, uh
Lil' Mama bout business (bout business)
If she don't look fly then the addy so don't get it (don't get it)
Shawty love the drip she know how I'm livin' (I'm livin')
And nah that ain't my girl you know we just chillin' (Oh yeah)
Baby the gang wit me vicious
I know you got a man but wit me you don't miss him (don't miss him)
He told her don't go but baby she don't listen
I mean you could blame me or blame all this pimpin' yeah, yeah
Ima need the numbers all to your line (yo line)
Hit you wit the AP baby come slide (come slide)
Girl you know the music up and we live (we live)
Baby throw it back I'll make that shit mine
Sippin' purple drank this ain't Kool-Aid (Kool-aid)
Baby pourin' up the bottle of the Rośe (Rośe)
Throw it back shawty know a youngin' don't play (don't play)
Tell your friend if she ain't fuckin' keep it movin'
Function wit the posse baby
Meet me in the lobby baby
I been sippin' on this drank and this done got me faded baby
Tell me if you know that (know that)
And I ain't here for the love baby hold that (hold that)
And I could send my locay like a LoJack (LoJack)
And if you wit it we can run it, Tony Womack
Life like this is not Boring baby
Nights like this I start rollin' baby
Liqour mean it's us goin' baby
Blowin' clouds and I'm soarin' baby
Aye, tell your man he ain't comin' close
I know he hate it when you wit me that you do the most
And when I get behind it baby Ima take it slow
Make a youngin' go ghost
Ima need the numbers all to your line (yo line)
Hit you wit the AP baby come slide (come slide)
Girl you know the music up and we live (we live)
Baby throw it back I'll make that shit mine
Sippin' purple drank this ain't Kool-Aid
Baby pourin' up the bottle of the Rośe (Rośe)
Throw it back shawty know a youngin' don't play (don't play)
Tell your friend if she ain't fuckin' keep it movin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
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Writer(s): Oso Curtis
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