Wonderin' where you are, you must've fell upon a star, baby
Your good love, I would've fallen, but I'm scarred, baby
You've been so busy, there ain't no tellin' where you are
You ain't my bitch, but I can tell that you're my dawg
I got mad love for you, drivin' down that 95 with you
Slide with you, while we listen Juvenile
Fab, Nate Dogg, baby, I'm a rider
Y'all can't deny it, I'm a fuckin' rider
Girl, I ain't no trick daddy, but I slip and slide in that pussy like a big daddy, 'cause she got a vibe
Mama got me low ridin', 5'5, in a 95 lane, doin' 99 things to her
Oh, you fuck with me
Next to atleast you stuck with me
I know I, break you off
I give you a reason to take it off
Take it off
Oh, take it all off
Oh, can you take it off?
Oh, take it all off
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Yeah, she got a vibe like Matilda
It's magic water comin' out her filter
She's bein' me and leavin' her bein' scary
It's Michael Jackson, red jacket, comin' out of Thriller
She left her guard down and shell opened like armadilla
We started at Stella and Piers and beers till it turn to shots
And shots then turn to plots, and plots then turn into everything after
The way we fuck, you'd think we friends and we enemies after
Judge me on attention and not on my tendencies after
I'm down to turn the chapters
I'm down to rip the seal off of whatever happened inside our past and just burn the wrappers
I'm tryin' to unlock all your feelings like I learnt the latches
Just take it off, give you the world until it's turnin' at you, yeah
Oh, you fuck with me
Next to atleast you stuck with me
I know I, break you off
I give you a reason to take it off
Take it off
Oh, take it all off
Oh
Can you take it off?
Oh, take it all off
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh, oh
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