I then came down, hold up, grip the grain, roll upAnd your girlfriend want a nigga like meCause I ain’t trying to control herShe call me when she wants a changeBlack diamond, my pinky ringAnd she know you weak and we ain’t the sameYou hit the scene, I make the sceneI’m in her head like MaybellineH-Town so I’m made to leanI’m in her soul, I make her screamI don’t ride the toll, don’t pay with changeI’m easy tag like peter panShe want a man, don’t need a manI’m flying down your boulevardShe cooking dinner with your pantsDraped up, dripped out,Your bitch know what I’m taking ‘boutPulls up, pull outWe get it poppin’ in the parking lotShe like to do it with the lights onDon’t matter to me if it’s dark or notI’m G’d up, East upFossil pants, I’m hard as rock
Be Careful Who You Sleepin’ With She Might Considering Keepin’ It.
You Niggas Bore Me.
Now Which Way Do I Go.
I Got Your Bitch Wide Open Tryna’ Take Me Home .
My Blunt On My Bible, I hope God Hear These Words .