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And I'm on the way, home girl, don't you worry Doing 85, speed limit on 30 But when I get home, I'll already be naked I'm tryna exchange - faces And we can go on road, and state-to-state it From Houston to Cali, Virginia to Vegas And when I get home girl, don't be playing I'm tryna exchange - faces If closed mouths don't get fed Then speak up now, on speakerphone before my - dead You know I got no problem telling you what race is led No closed mouths, no closed miles don't get If love's a song then it's just ours, and we don't need the feature I spent them dollars to get ya, now I spend 'em to keep ya And I don't like playing the game, but damn sure hate the bleachers So I'm speeding in my lil' Benz, it's black and mine's is sleeker And I ain't worried about these (oh-oh, oh-oh) 'Cause I'm too focused on getting this dough So as I'm moving up to your door Better start coming out your clothes Been thinking about this all day for sure I'm thinkin' that's just what, uh, we're asking for And now I'm falling out of liking, in love fast, and yeah And that's just what, huh, we're asking for And now I'm falling out of liking loving fast, and what? What? What? What? And I'm on the way, home girl, don't you worry Doing 85, speed limit on 30 But when I get home, I'll already be naked I'm tryna exchange - faces And we can go on road, and state-to-state it From Houston to Cali, Virginia to Vegas And when I get home girl, don't be playing I'm tryna exchange - faces Alright We - sinking say, gon' take a quick intermission from this album Just something for you n- to get some stink box too You're on 1-800-hustler, DJ Ball- I'm here all night, giving these - pipe! We got some callers coming in Caller number one, let's help you get some Ayy, what's good? It's Derrick, from outside of Houston I got a question, 'cause I'm a little embarrassed I can't get my D- up while I'm f- my broad And it's tearing our relationship up a little bit, what would think? Uh, it sounds like you need some Viagra, my n- Molly, ecstasy, something, Jesus, help this man! Willy lump, lump is in effect Caller number two? How may I help you? What's happening with it, you heard me? This lil' dude from Uptown man I'm calling 'cause man, I tried to spice things up with my old lady like a month ago, man So I had drank a lil' Red Bull, and I had popped a lil' Viagra And I ain't known she had gave me some raw honey too, man! Now my - been up for two weeks straight, bruh, I can't, I'm tired of busting- Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, nigga, look n- Ayy! Somebody cut this n- off! Cut the n- off! Sounds like this n- needa stay off them gas station pills Somebody check this n- blood pressure, get this n- And keep him away from my- Alright, anyway, we 'gon go ahead and get this back to this album 'Cause it's mother- banging! DJ Ball-, y'all stop calling me, y'all got problems I'm out
Writer(s): Jeffrey Gitelman, Andre Kahliel Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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