(Gentle Beatz)
Hey, we 'bout it
Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure?
I be shoppin' the G-body
Girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it
Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor
I done turned this lil' bitch to a whore
Came home and it look like a store
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'
Tryna speed with her head on the horn
And I'm first, bitch, where is you goin'?
Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones
Say please, I'm givin' you more
They sip lean, I ain't feelin' the pour
She want love, I ain't givin' her none
New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'
You gon' live life, then get rich out it
I need some cash, I'ma see 'bout it
Now we can pull out the big-body (Big-body)
Ten out of ten, I know how she goin'
The pussy get wet, I know when she moist
She know I'm a vet', I shit on them boys
I jump in that Lamb', I put it in sport
Ayy, take it up, fam', ain't makin' no noise
Ran up a check, I want me a jet
I'm deep in her neck, her head is the best
I told 'em, "We good, we don't gotta stress"
I wish that you would go settle for less
I got this shit goin', we work 'til the mornin'
I keep this shit goin', ain't stoppin' to press
I'm chasin' a hun', I'm off to the sun
I shop in Milan, I'm havin' them threads
You ain't gotta shit on 'em (Shit on 'em)
He the one, they depend on him (Depend on him)
Gunna Wunna, the winner of the bread
You the one thinking years ahead
You the one with the spill, take that bih' back to the crib, I'm breaking the bed
Show your ho how to live, stack this shit high as the hills, fuck what they said
Hey, we 'bout it
Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure?
I be shoppin' the G-body
Girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it
Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor
I done turned this lil' bitch to a whore
Came home and it look like a store
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'
Tryna speed with her head on the horn
And I'm first, bitch, where is you goin'?
Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones
Say please, I'm givin' you more
They sip lean, I ain't feelin' the pour
She want love, I ain't givin' her none
New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' (Okay)
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'
OT, I don't know where I'm goin'
Court-side, I ain't goin' to court
Tre flied, we rolled up in sport
**** died, I went on a tour
See, I'm the reason he even be on this whore
Gunna the reason there ain't nothin' in-store
Green-faced Rollie, shit on them boys
New Franck Muller, shit on them boys
It ain't nothin' to shit on 'em
Couple M's, we sit on 'em
But she in Miami, you know how she goin'
Don't gotta ask, you know that she goin'
Got cash, you know how she hoin'
Came home, the bitch do porn
If she 'bout it, she know where it's goin'
We 'bout it
Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure?
I be shoppin' the G-body
Girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it
Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor
I done turned this lil' bitch to a whore
Came home and it look like a store
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'
Tryna speed with her head on the horn
And I'm first, bitch, where is you goin'?
Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones
Say please, I'm givin' you more
They sip lean, I ain't feelin' the pour
She want love, I ain't givin' her none
New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones
Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'

Writer(s): Hurricane Wisdom.