Crime

Yeah yeah yeah

Why you gotta be a dime?
You tryna do some time?
You know it's a crime
To be that fine
Imma holla at your line
Finna make you mine
You got me on cloud nine
Be my partner in crime (Yeah)

You were cuffed up before we met and I thought had I missed my chance
But y'all broke up guess times got tough, now you ain't got no man
Get in the groove load up them moves it's time show you romance
Lets hit rewind and ease your mind, can I have this dance?

Back it up, back it up
Shawty I want you to back it up
Rack it up, rack it up
Whatever you want go rack it up
Back it up, back it up
Shawty I want you to back it up
Pack it up, pack it up
We flying airlines so pack it up

Lately
For me this been no maybe
Ain't no one gonna dissuade me
The ride not rocky it wavy
Weeee
With you on my arm yeah I'm finna ball out
I'm just gonna say it and Imma say it loud
I'm so high off life right now

Why you gotta be a dime?
You tryna do some time?
You know it's a crime
To be that fi-fi-fi-fi
Why you gotta be a dime?
You tryna do some time?
You know it's a crime
To be that fine
Imma holla at your line
Finna make you mine
You got me on cloud nine cause you my partner in crime (Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Major Gammill
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