EXXACTLY
Exactly what I was thinking
Exactly what I was thinking
Exactly what I was thinking
Exactly what I was thinking
Can't say much 'cause I do my own stunts
Bitch want smoke, but I roll my own blunts
Ashton Kutcher, bitch think I'm a punk
Come to find out, she just wanna go to brunch
Bitches in love, say they down from the start
But really, bitch, you don't even want my heart
I can tell that you wanna eat my ass
Real-ass nigga, so I might let you do it
Like, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
You ain't gotta trip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Walking down the street, looking for love
No, no, I'm just looking for drugs
Bitch, you ain't gotta trip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Like, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
Pull up and I'm rolling on dubs
One night, baby, show me some love
One call and they really know what's up
Paycheck, and I spend it on drugs
One touch, I can get your ass wet
One lick, I can get you to your best
All-in, like your ass is congested
Like the petri dish, yeah, shawty is a nurse
Deep down, may call you some synonyms
Got me looking at you straight, like the internet
And the end burnt, felt like a cigarette
And your pussy got grip like a fishing net
Both hands on the tip like a clarinet
I can get you out your clothes like a silhouette
I ain't talking goal, let me see ya triple chest
And her nigga bug-a-boo like a pillow pet
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
Exactly what I was thinking
Exactly what I was thinking
Exactly what I was thinking
Can't say much 'cause I do my own stunts
Bitch want smoke, but I roll my own blunts
Ashton Kutcher, bitch think I'm a punk
Come to find out, she just wanna go to brunch
Bitches in love, say they down from the start
But really, bitch, you don't even want my heart
I can tell that you wanna eat my ass
Real-ass nigga, so I might let you do it
Like, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
You ain't gotta trip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Walking down the street, looking for love
No, no, I'm just looking for drugs
Bitch, you ain't gotta trip
Got my hands in the air 'cause I need a sip
Like, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Exactly what I was thinking)
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin'
Pull up and I'm rolling on dubs
One night, baby, show me some love
One call and they really know what's up
Paycheck, and I spend it on drugs
One touch, I can get your ass wet
One lick, I can get you to your best
All-in, like your ass is congested
Like the petri dish, yeah, shawty is a nurse
Deep down, may call you some synonyms
Got me looking at you straight, like the internet
And the end burnt, felt like a cigarette
And your pussy got grip like a fishing net
Both hands on the tip like a clarinet
I can get you out your clothes like a silhouette
I ain't talking goal, let me see ya triple chest
And her nigga bug-a-boo like a pillow pet
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
I'm ridin' through that bitch
Yeah, I'm ridin' (ridin')
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Writer(s): Domonic Patten
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