Paaji

Me and my paajis enter the party Gyal stop looking all naughty I see this bad ting looking like Ashanti Say she like a brudda see me dripping in Givenchy Go low baby go down low I can see you creeping from across the dance floor I take her home make her hit them high notes Then I make her whine low whine whine whine low You should see the way I stepped out the crib in Italian drip Chest raised up like a stallion's is I don't want drama I just make its I'm that skinny n- Rocking that medallion sh- Up north you can catch me getting lit Never rock a Bally I get gyally when they see this light skin I got the torch for my city this is it Rolling with my squady to the top and ain't nobody getting in I got this bad girl and she looking hella thick Acting hella naughty when she steps up to the d- Miss, have you ever seen a brother like this? Nigerian but I'm still mixed with a Brit Cause I pull up to the whip I pull up to the party I tell the waitress bring that Remy Martin Cause I been going at it to the early morning Then I step up to a chick she looking hella naughty And yeah she wanna ride pon da aubergine say She like my style Versace all on me Got a wrist full of ice how she noticed me See her arch up in the club when I pour the drink No lie she just wanna sekkle with the guy Bad ting Know that she been drilling off my line Off white, I can see the look up in her eye got Patron with the ice when we turning up Me and my paajis enter the party Gyal stop looking all naughty I see this bad ting looking like Ashanti Say she like a brudda see me dripping in Givenchy Go low baby go down low I can see you creeping from across the dance floor I take her home make her hit them high notes Then I make her whine low whine whine whine low It's like a step up in the rave and bus a one two step Smile on my face pretty gyal to the left She said you wanna dance so I had to go flex Money in my right hand, left hand on her dress You know I had to impress See the diamonds vvs I'll be with your bae I'ma put her to the test Cause she ride with a brother she don't wanna no drama No she all up on the brother she call me the farda Pretty face yeah they all know who I am Champagne, plantain I'm the affy man Balmain top getting money is the plan Cause I hustle with the gang and I hustle for the Bands I Won't stop I'ma boss up in the lands Won't stop I'm a boss up on the gram Won't stop I'm no regular man I got your be in the back with the clan she love the Paco Rabanne Me and my paajis enter the party Gyal stop looking all naughty I see this bad ting looking like Ashanti Say she like a brudda see me dripping in Givenchy Go low baby go down low I can see you Creeping from across the dance floor I take her home make her hit them high notes Then I make her whine low whine whine whine low