Stay Inside

I've been so happy from you lately, oh
I am trying to forget you, baby

Touch it, I give it a squeeze (oh, baby)
Look real, but you know how it be (oh, baby)
While she was stressin' on me
They was guessin' on me
I was bettin' on me (oh, yeah, yeah)

Gotta keep a lil' weapon on me
When I move OT, that's just how I be
I'ma let that hoe eat, I'ma let that hoe feast
Shawty got her body done, now that ass OD (whoa)

Two of 'em come to the back right now (whoa)
One of 'em, she on her back right now (whoa)
Post, what was that last one bout, lil' bitch?
You better watch your mouth

Sections you know we be packin 'em out
Told you come, but you got ya ass in the house (damn)
You rather look on your phone
And then hit me later like boy you a clown (baby)

But ain't this ya best friend, best friend
Giuseppe's, yea ok I see how you steppin'
Tequila, my baby, I know your preference (baby)
Don't gotta tell me you wit it
I see what you feelin, I know where your head is (baby)
Don't gotta tell your friend shit
Just text her, "You missed your blessin" (baby)
You missed your blessin (baby)

Kissin' all over the body, yeah
I got her hotter than Scotty
No hoe in heart, got them feelings up out of there
She just wanna know the Cartier

How you want hat and you can't pay your rent?
Man this bitch really don't got no knowledge, yeah
Dropped out, but bitch, I'm a scholar, yeah
That's why they pay me the dollars, yeah

Let me catch them angles (let me catch them angles)
Let me get a lil' closer (let me get a lil' closer)
Come here shut (come here shut up)
Scoot up, put your butt up (Aww yeah)

Niggas know me back then, they don't know me right now
Just know we got one up (just know we got one up)
She a lil' dime on the low (low key, low key)
She a lil' stunna

You way more pretty than her (way more pretty)
You're not that nice, but I ain't gon' lie
You're a lil' more friendly than her
You ain't even know that nigga, just met that nigga

Why you givin' him hugs?
You can't be givin' niggas thoughts
I don't give a fuck what you thought it was (fuck you thought it was)
Pill work, too good, second round, still wanna fuck (lets go)
Third round, still wanna fuck (let's go)
Fourth round, still wet as fuck (let's go)
Baby like, "Damn, give it up"
Fuck that, I'm done when I'm done
Which hoe, put the rum in the punch
It's my third lil' cup, y'all niggas ain't even tell me what it was

Oh, you think it's funny when I'm drunk
You lit too, baby, what you on?
She said you can't break my soul
No, but I might break your heart

Your twin for the same in the dark (lets go, let's go)
You call me Simeon, she call me papi, just different remarks
I can't tell that pussy apart

(Lets go, let's go) baby
(Lets go, let's go) baby
(Lets go, let's go)



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Anthony Reid
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