Lyrics

Damn, notice me In that Hellcat, I bet they notice me That V12 too damn loud, don't conversate with me This bitch keep blowing up my phone Now I can't go to sleep (yeah, yeah) She tried to tell me roll a blunt, I rolled up all the weed Ayy, back then, I really didn't have shit, you probably heard of me (yeah, yeah) Wait up, now I'm stacking big like Hercules (yeah, yeah) Ayy, Margiela madman, I'm stepping on they feet Ain't it crazy how I wake up and turned into a new one? (Yeah) She said, "You a jerk, but now you met the cool ones" It's been way too many mood swings, it's time to move on Ayy, like, she be hawking niggas down, it's hard for me to move on Ayy, okay, like, there it go, I'm finna move somethin', yeah Middle fingers up with the troops, huh, yeah, yeah Throw the ball up, alley oop or somethin', like, yeah, yeah I'm in the booth spitting that truth (yeah) Diamonds clinging back and forth, boo (yeah) Tryna get this song right back to you, yeah I still want you, baby (yeah) Tell me what you want when the lights go crazy (yeah) Yeah, what you want? What you want? (Yeah) Christian Dior, but she a demon rocking Saint Laurent (go) Yeah, I'm truly yours, but you in Daij world Yeah, turn the light strobes on all at once Turn the light strobes on all at once Turn the light strobes on all at once Ayy, keep that shit a bean, I think I lost you, lil' baby Ayy, please don't get me wrong, I like your vibe, that shit go crazy Ayy, smoking in Nevada, I've been going out lately, yeah Girl, you gotta know that these niggas out here fugazi, yeah (yes sir) And I know that bitch wanna have my baby, yeah 40 on your ass, bitch, pay me, yeah (grrah) Oh, you got a fast car? Come and race me, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) Know that Demon wild, you driving safe speed, yeah Living like a child, tryna make me, yeah (okay) I'm from the '90s, yeah, but we're in the '80 love, whoa, whoa Pay up, hands up (yeah, yeah) I ain't gotta stack, I got my bands up (yeah, yeah) Foul on the play, put your hands up (yeah, yeah) I'ma grab my bandana up, pull my pants up Ayy, silly nigga, bitch, do hand stuff while you get handcuffed He swung on me, but he got knocked out, come pick your mans up Damn, notice me (what? What?) In that Hellcat, I bet they notice me That V12 too damn loud, don't conversate with me (let's go) This bitch keep blowing up my phone Now I can't go to sleep (go, go, go) She tried to tell me roll a blunt, I rolled up all the weed Ayy, back then, I really didn't have shit, you probably heard of me Wait up, now I'm stacking big like Hercules (yeah, yeah) Ayy, Margiela madman, I'm stepping on they feet Ayy, she said she looking for a boyfriend (ayy), I see that (whoa) Can you tell me no? I'm gonna be back Can't you see? Oh, put your trust in me 'Cause all I ever wanted was to be yours Be yours (go), be yours (go), I swear I'll be yours (go) Be yours (go), be yours (go), I'm tryna be yours (yeah, yeah) Be yours, be yours (go), I swear I'll be yours (yeah) Be yours, be yours (okay) Ayy, she said she looking for a boyfriend, I see that Can you tell me no? I'm gonna be back Can't you see? Oh, put your trust in me 'Cause all I ever wanted was to be yours Be yours, be yours, I swear I'll be yours Be yours, be yours, I'm tryna be yours Be yours, be yours (I need, okay, okay) Be yours, be yours (okay, okay) Whoo Go
Writer(s): Don Schlitz, Leah Crutchfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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