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Yeah Oh no, juice got me on ten Baby, you gon' make me sin If I knock knock, let me in, yeah (yeah) Backdoor (sheesh), and if you tap out, I win Gotta run that back again, I'm tryna see what's hannenin' Girl, I know that you gotta leave to work (work) And the money come first, yeah (yeah, yeah) But I can't leave dessert, yeah So I gotta reimburse, yeah (I'm warning you now), uh 'Cause it's gotta go down tonight, yeah I'll give you that OT Don't act like you don't know who I be I'll give you that two-piece Knock out somethin' so cold, I'm the new Ali Wipe down like Boosie, sit your bad ass here on top of me I'm tryna hit that money spot, I'm tryna hit that lottery I'd run up a check for ya (I would) I'd run up my neck for ya (I would) I'd come at they necks for ya (I would) I'd pay for the next lawyer When we up in the bed, don't I Give you good when I sex on ya? Baby, you got the best, on God, yeah Break it down, break it down Sheesh I just wanna go down, baby, oh I'ma pull up with the stick, yeah (stick) Let it hit, yeah I'ma dog you like a pit', yeah (sheesh) Michael Vick, yeah You got me zonin', I'm lit (yeah, oh, girl) 'Cause it's gotta go down tonight I'm gon' have your sauce drippin' (drippy) While your boss trippin' on ya Off liquor, I be goin' off lickin' on ya (on ya) I'll hit ya and have your oil gettin' thicker (thicker) 'Cause you know that I know that you know I'll give you that OT Don't act like you don't know who I be I'll give you that two-piece Knock out somethin' so cold, I'm the new Ali Wipe down like Boosie, sit your bad ass here on top of me I'm tryna hit that money spot, I'm tryna hit that lottery I'd run up a check for ya (I would) I'd run up my neck for ya (I would) I'd come at they necks for ya (I would) I'd pay for the next lawyer When we up in the bed, don't I Give you good when I sex on ya? Baby, you got the best, on God, yeah
Writer(s): Michael F. Hernandez, Ozan Yildirim, Eric Bellinger, Nieman Johnson, Caz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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