I don't know about my bitches old school I'm bendin' up on some shit I ain't even really

suppose to She workin' late, shorty slidin' down the boat to

Love the way she dance when she pull up and she roll through

Swear, try and watch a shooting star

Yeah, shorty don't believe in shooting stars

But she believe in all these shoes and cars

Carpet floors in my hood apartment

Praying up for more while I'm drinking that divorce

I ain't gotta raise my toe, bitches don't be

K double I N G, bitches don't be

Shit I'm always in they mouth, they like the way I taste

Heard that she was broke, your baby moms came and told me

5'6", 2, I'm 5'7", all the money 6'2

It's free game and you living on the top

Took your girlfriend and I did the alley-oop

Swear, try and watch a shooting star