-Catwalk-

(Ugh, Sock it to me, Jazz)
(The Cosmos)
I know I'ma make it someday
Shawty on her knees like it's Sunday
Nigga run up on me then it's gun play
She tryna show off at the runway
Now I'm taking off on the runway
I just copped a ticket it's a one way
And I'm not coming back at all
She on the catwalk getting catcalled

Damn baby girl you should know that
You be looking so bad
And your ass is so fat
God damn
Yeah that bitch got hot hams
She might make me hit the mall and go and drop bands
Told that bitch give me a call
I'm not really tryna stall
What you want I'll get it all
Fuck it I'm just tryna ball
Yessir
I got what you want and more
Let's get turnt
Come inside and lock the door

I know I'ma make it someday
Shawty on her knees like it's Sunday
Nigga run up on me then it's gun play
She tryna show off at the runway
Now I'm taking off on the runway
I just copped a ticket it's a one way
And I'm not coming back at all
She on the catwalk getting catcalled



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Writer(s): John Mitchell Ii, Nelson Sherman
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