I Love Dom

Toot that, love the way you shoot that
Just got her hair did she tryna get her groove back
Touch it like a iPad, baby I'm a true Mac
Real nigga coming through, everybody move back

Walked through the back door, they was like whose that?
6'1 brown skin sagging in my new hat
Had to look back when you passed 'cause it's too fat
She told me come over right now she got a new wax

Them other hoes gone, baby girl you back
Don't throw the ice in the trash we can use that
Got a nice bra on, baby we can lose that
Don't say you a pro, I'ma make you prove that

I Love Dom
That should be your new tat
I just wanna hit that, I can be your new bat
Walk up in the house 3 a.m. where the food at?
I'm tryna have it ready when I'm finished fuckin' you (ah)

See a nice couch, but where I'm fuckin' you at?
Don't grab – so hard you can bruise that
I know yo boyfriend just mad 'cause he do rap
But don't be on my nuts, nigga it's a food tax

Hit 'em with the new blue and white just be cool hat
Number 8 Jordans unlaced with the two straps
This is not a game or anything I can lose at
I'm standing right here, this where you should choose at

I got her going Dom, got her going Dom
I never really let a nigga ever meet my mom
But I been sorta maybe thinking you can be the one
And I been sorta maybe thinking you can be the one

When I do hit I'm talkin' shit before I'm done
I know you prolly wanted to fuck with me since we was young
I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung
I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung

Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the two
Maybe I'm the nigga that you call when you through
Don't even trip I got other hoes too
Maybe I didn't even really wanted to fuck with you?

Had one drink now you gettin' a lil loose
All cranberry bitch that's a lil goose
I'm the best nigga that you know near the booth
And if it's any doubt in your mind here's the proof

Everything I said last week was the truth
How many girls can I have 'til I'm through?
I don't really know what these other niggas do
But you ain't heard nobody like me since Snoop

Them the Bo Jacksons that I had in '92
I'ma stay fresh bitch that's just what I do
Burnside Boyz nigga reppin' for my crew
And she tell me I can get it but I'm never in the mood

Look I got her goin' Dom, got her goin' Dom
I never really let nobody ever meet my mom
But I been sorta thinkin' maybe you can be the one
And I been sorta thinkin' maybe you can be the one

But when I do hit I'm talkin' shit before I'm done
I know you prolly wanted to fuck with me since we was young
I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung
I know you go slow cause you tryna get me sprung, tryna get me sprung

And she stay tryna get me
She stay tryna get me, she stay tryna get me
Yeah she stay tryna get me like
She stay tryna get me like
Tryna get me like
Tryna get me
Tryna get me
Tryna get me like

(Tryna get me)
(Tryna get me)
(Tryna get me)
(She try-keep tryna get me)