To Me
Ohhhh oh oh oh
Mm mm
Oh oh ohh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Mm mm yuh
Mm mm
Ohhhhh oh mm ohhhh oh
Mm mm
Oh oh
Check it, look, baby-girl, want you close to me
Can't really tell if you hoeing me
Oh-oh-ohhhh
Nigga tryna tell me how I'm supposed to be
Pussy boy ain't even close to me
Oh-oh-ohhhh
Now nigga, this the revision
Better buck if you got some tension
All real nigga, non-fiction
She only wants for your penchant
It's a whole lot of little tension
Baby shut up let me feel the vibe
Ain't never been the type to hide
Smoking dope, it got me in the sky
Most these niggas fake up in disguise
Me and gang smoking on a spliff
Grew up fighting, nigga, real stiff
Fly yo bitch out for a trip
Someone tell that boy to get a grip
Before I leave that nigga where he's supposed to be
Baby girl singing like she Jodeci
Lil' bro, come on, and get your hoe from me
Girl, I ain't your man, nah
We just smoking and be friends, yuh
I pull up in the Benz, yuh
We ain't making amends, nah
So quiet, I can hear a pen drop
In the field like Sensabaugh
Let me in, knock out your wall
Luh$in the one that makes the calls
Know I'm the boss,
And I'm the teacher
I take the words right from the preacher
Kicked out of school, watching from the bleachers
I'ma tuck my tool, looking out for leeches
I'ma run it up, can't stop making money
Like a Jamie Foxx, Any given Sunday,
back to work on Monday,
Then I get on Tuesday,
Got no time to sleep, cause we getting rich today
Baby girl want you close to me
Can't really tell if you hoeing me, Oh Oh Ohhh
Niggas tryna tell me how I'm supposed to be
Pussy boy ain't even close to me, Oh Oh Ohhh
They won't understand all of this shit go through my brain
I've been smoking all this weed, but it ain't for to cope with pain
I just do it cause I like it, and it make me feel real sane
I wanna go hop on that plane, go to Mexico or Spain
Bae, let me hear you scream my name,
I aint hear you say it louder
I'm a gentleman, luh bae, open your door and buy you flowers
I've been stacking up this money to the top, the Eiffel Tower
They say that pussy got that power,
Girl, I'm gon' meet you in that shower
I'm gon' show you what it is,
Get real deep up in them ribs
Might settle down and have some kids,
Ge screaming and fuck all of the pigs
Just smoking gas, don't do no cigs
Got curly hair, know she the shit
Got leather pants on with the ricks
I just want you to come and
I just want her to ride my
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o
Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Check it, yeah, we gon
Mm mm
Oh oh ohh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Mm mm yuh
Mm mm
Ohhhhh oh mm ohhhh oh
Mm mm
Oh oh
Check it, look, baby-girl, want you close to me
Can't really tell if you hoeing me
Oh-oh-ohhhh
Nigga tryna tell me how I'm supposed to be
Pussy boy ain't even close to me
Oh-oh-ohhhh
Now nigga, this the revision
Better buck if you got some tension
All real nigga, non-fiction
She only wants for your penchant
It's a whole lot of little tension
Baby shut up let me feel the vibe
Ain't never been the type to hide
Smoking dope, it got me in the sky
Most these niggas fake up in disguise
Me and gang smoking on a spliff
Grew up fighting, nigga, real stiff
Fly yo bitch out for a trip
Someone tell that boy to get a grip
Before I leave that nigga where he's supposed to be
Baby girl singing like she Jodeci
Lil' bro, come on, and get your hoe from me
Girl, I ain't your man, nah
We just smoking and be friends, yuh
I pull up in the Benz, yuh
We ain't making amends, nah
So quiet, I can hear a pen drop
In the field like Sensabaugh
Let me in, knock out your wall
Luh$in the one that makes the calls
Know I'm the boss,
And I'm the teacher
I take the words right from the preacher
Kicked out of school, watching from the bleachers
I'ma tuck my tool, looking out for leeches
I'ma run it up, can't stop making money
Like a Jamie Foxx, Any given Sunday,
back to work on Monday,
Then I get on Tuesday,
Got no time to sleep, cause we getting rich today
Baby girl want you close to me
Can't really tell if you hoeing me, Oh Oh Ohhh
Niggas tryna tell me how I'm supposed to be
Pussy boy ain't even close to me, Oh Oh Ohhh
They won't understand all of this shit go through my brain
I've been smoking all this weed, but it ain't for to cope with pain
I just do it cause I like it, and it make me feel real sane
I wanna go hop on that plane, go to Mexico or Spain
Bae, let me hear you scream my name,
I aint hear you say it louder
I'm a gentleman, luh bae, open your door and buy you flowers
I've been stacking up this money to the top, the Eiffel Tower
They say that pussy got that power,
Girl, I'm gon' meet you in that shower
I'm gon' show you what it is,
Get real deep up in them ribs
Might settle down and have some kids,
Ge screaming and fuck all of the pigs
Just smoking gas, don't do no cigs
Got curly hair, know she the shit
Got leather pants on with the ricks
I just want you to come and
I just want her to ride my
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o
Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Check it, yeah, we gon
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Writer(s): Sincere Cassel
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