The flyest, bitches see me out in the Ferrari
You are what you eat, pussy nigga, watch your diet
The lyin', stalkin' and I'm creepin' real quiet
Had a threesome, everybody stick to they assignments
Do the math, I'm counting down 'til I gotta spazz
Make it last, being drug through the mud, made a path
Old school dad, yes, I put belt to ass
Throw me in the jungle, come out with Louis bags
It's P.C., but I'm still mackin'
All my bitches bad, real snacks like a fruit cabinet
The dog loose, sitting in the booth
Water on his neck, but how the fuck he got all the juice?
Get it to me, I'ma get it done
Ain't shit sweet but this stick with a Cinnabon
'Fore I go, I know it's [been some months?]
Fucked on that lunch, you never thought, you just a hit and run
The realest, you don't never know until you feel it
They say it take a village but it really take a villain
Tryna see sky's limit, I just broke through the ceiling
Where it's will, there's a way, and I'm everything that's willing
(Hm) If you want a Lamb' truck
Baby, put your hands up
If you wanna roll out
Yes, we can roll now
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You ain't Ciara, but I'm here for the goodies (For the goodies)
Ayy, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Time is always took, don't care how long it took me (How long it took me)
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You tired of them frenchies, wanna fuck with a bully (Wanna fuck with a bully)
Mm, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Told her give it back, you catch your bitch in my hoodie
Sigh, a broke nigga really I despise (Despise)
All my two chains hittin' harder than your five (Huh)
I don't give a fuck, but even if I did (I)
I wouldn't give it to you, bitches really out here mid
Oh well, guess I really had to up the skill
Give a nigga two L's, like you spelling out Pharrell
See, this is how I do things
A Leo, shoulda been a Gemini the way my mood swings
Is you crazy? You niggas can't fade me
Ty' repeat hisself, yeah, JAY-Z to AZ
Yeah, it is what it is
All the dickriding you doing, how you pregnant wit' some kids?
Flawless, I be with the rawest
Really out here ballin', sponsored by Spalding
Just doing what I can, guessing I'm the man
If you fuck me right, Lamb' truck keys in your hand, I'm just sayin'
(Hm) If you want a Lamb' truck
Baby, put your hands up
If you wanna roll out
Yes, we can roll now
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You ain't Ciara, but I'm here for the goodies (For the goodies)
Ayy, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Time is always took, don't care how long it took me (How long it took me)
Yeah, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
You tired of them frenchies, wanna fuck with a bully (Wanna fuck with a bully)
Mm, baby, give it to me (Give it to me)
Told her give it back, you catch your bitch in my hoodie
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