Fien'n 4U (feat. Tasha Page)

One, one, one, one, one You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you Now I'm a step up in this strip club And see what's poppin' I know there's more go'n down Than sex, women and glocks I know you on the stage, baby Sellin' more than your soul When I look into your face I see more than a ho Pull up Let it drop Hop back on that pole I'm a patron of your lust, momma' Lose control Take a shot of this Patron So I can get you blowed When you feel'n free, baby Hit me up down low I ain't try'n to disrespect you I just want some romance Let me take you home, baby So I can use my hands Got a man Fuck him Make a change of plans You fuckin' with Feloni Detroit's new supa-gan What You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you One time just grind for me You fine Come wind for me Recline and grind on me Yep And keep the head up I'd rather fuck with the truth Than make love to a lie 'Cause I'm exemplary of when doves cry So I'ma' hit Jefferson Ave and drive downtown If the motherfucker see me I know he gon' clown I ain't got no time to play games with no hoes If some shit pop off I'ma' do what I know So get yo' ass in this truck And lets bounce on these foes I'ma' take you to a telly That nobody knows And when we get there Baby, get bare It's a wrap Put yo' legs in that 'lectric chair With the straps Don't worry I got revival kits Call me doctor feel good, momma' I'm the shit You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you Star child Babygirl Yo', she's one of a kind She like to drop it like it's hot Whisper Spanish lines Tongue like a serpent Keep yo' ass burpin' Trust me, man She'll keep yo' ass hurtin' Ok, guess what Her man blowin' her up That's why we keep the Boost Mobile back in the truck Don't wanna' hear no ringtones while she sexin' me up While that nicka' dialin' digits We be postin' it up We got some childhood issues From the past The reality of shit Is hard to grasp The reality of this Is kind of sad You got me fienin' for the way That you move your ass Come on You got me fienin' for you Yeah You got me wanting you Come on I like the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you Come on You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I love the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I love the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you One time just grind for me You fine Come wind for me Recline and grind on me Yep And keep the head up You got me fienin' for you You got me wanting you I love the way you move This is what I said to myself when I saw you One time just grind for me You fine Come wind for me Recline and grind on me Yep And keep the head up