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Yeah (Aw yeah) I ain't into this playing games shit No, for real I ain't gotta print no resumé You already know what it is with me, bitch (Kap G) Yeah, ooh girl I see you lookin' my way (way) Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place) Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed) Ooh girl and don't you fuck with my head Sh-sh-shawty, swing my way Yo, I just wanted you to come to my place Yo, I'ma pull up in that i8 Yeah, she just want the wood like a fireplace I ain't tryna intervene but how you fit it in them jeans? I don't really need a driver, I'ma fuck you on the Benz I'ma fuck you in so style, I'ma fuck you in Supreme You know I won't play around, I be ballin' like Kareem I be flexin' with my team What's your set, nigga? Throw it up What you represent? 2 or 3, I put it in my cup What you sippin' for? OHB, you can't fuck with one of us Ooh girl I, ooh girl, I see you lookin' my way (in my way) No, for real Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place) Ooh, ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed) At the crib Ooh girl and don't you fuck with my head Drivin' in that new shit (new) Walked in the house like I love Lucy Can't say shit to me (to me, yeah) Respect me like Hov girl, I got the Blueprint (yeah) Tellin' my bitches it's over, yeah I think that I'm textin' for closure Baby, I'm tryna get to know ya (know ya) Why these niggas keep pushin' up on ya? What your set, nigga? Throw it up What you represent? 2 or 3, I put it in my cup What you sippin' for? OHB, you can't fuck with one of us, OHB Ooh girl I, ooh girl, I see you lookin' my way (in my way) No, for real Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (oh yeah, my place) Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed) At the crib Ooh girl and don't you fuck with my head (ooh girl, now don't ya) Bitches know they hoes when niggas still take 'em back I'm prolly with your bitch, she rollin' up that pack If I front it, I need it, gave you a brick, I need a quarter back Told that bitch throw it back, know she gon' make it clap Stop fuckin' with them lames And he can get exchanged Let me upgrade you I pull up with the gang And you know that I see you What you with? It's your payday You know, you're in your own lane, baby Ooh girl, I see you lookin' my way (in my way) No, for real Yeah, right now I see you back in my place (my place) Ooh girl, I see you back in my bed (my bed) At the crib Ooh girl and don't you fuck with my head (ooh girl, now don't ya)
Writer(s): Christopher Chrishan Dotson, George Ramirez, Altariq Crapps, Floyd E. Bentley Iii, Geoffrey Early, Michael F. Hernandez, Melvin Ray Moore, Christian Ward, Christopher Maurice Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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