Let me talk to you.
Let me talk to you.
Let me talk to you.
Come on.
I ain't never seen nothing that'll knock me down
It's crazy how nice they never done
Had a million dollar vibe in the back of the car
The birthday cakes they stole to show
So slip the phone, she was possible
Professional,
drinking Nixon on Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I want?
Did I think I think pretty good and wrong?
Make a scene when there's that close
Make it rain, I'm making it snow
Look the pole, I got the bankroll
I'mma say that I've heard of no close
I meant to that I love women exposed
He threw it back at me,
I gave up on him
That ain't no problem,
I know where it go he had them
jeans and boots
the fur,
the fur sweat pants in the revox with the strata
turn around and get a big booty to slap
What I gotta do to get you home?
My boots full of graffiti,
ready for shows Got a wax made rock for the sexy grind
Get on the rock,
gotta make you mine
One step, come on, two steps, come on, three steps, come on Now that's three grand,
what you think?
I'm playing big, big girl, I'm the man, I didn't rob a bank
That's when I told her her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was over,
that Henny and Cola
Got me like a soldier,
she ready for over
I couldn't control her,
so lucky on me
I was just like a clover
Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry, but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster,
she showed her Purple bottom jeans, boots with the fur
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor,
last thing you know Sonny got low,
low, low,
low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the strap
Turn around and get a big booty and slap
Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Loooooo-
She was worth the money,
the mama took my cash
and I ain't want it back,
the way she bent that back
got her them paper stacks,
tattooed above her crack
I was the only sexy woman,
get me shown and make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoning,
them rosé bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop, shorty did that poppin' lock
Had to break her off that block,
gal was fire just like McGlock
Got up on five and team,
loose with the fur The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor,
last thing you know Shorty got low,
low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps