Tay Keith
Lyrics
(Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah
Shawty act surprised, say I'm loco
Uh, catch me ridin' 'round in a four-door (four-door)
On your side of town with like four hoes (four hoes)
Yeah, we smokin' out the pound, I went through four hoes (hoes)
Every time that we be out, they want a photo with 2KBABY
You can't be my bitch right now, it's too late, baby
You might hate me, hit her with the dick, she goin' 2K crazy
Two-way lady, we might shoot a flick, I love her best friend
She like, "Who you textin'?" I told her, "Why you stressin'? Stop pressin'"
Bitch, stay in your place, you know I'm destined, I'm wreckin'
I can't stay in place, I learned my lesson, but peep this
I need a lil' freak bitch, one that I could teach shit
And she love to eat dick, yeah
Uh, but shawty said she wasn't a fan, I already know
I tell her, "Go get with my mans or get with the flow"
No, I can't be your diamond like that guy, all these bitches act funny with fat lies
I'ma keep gettin' money and stack high, know I been there before
All these bitches be lovin' the bad guys, they don't want you to know (uh)
Don't wan' seem like a ho (uh)
She gon' fuck on your bro (uh)
She gon' go on the low, low, low
Do it under your nose (uh)
She gon' come on the road, road, road, yeah, yeah
Uh, catch me ridin' 'round in a four-door (four-door)
On your side of town with like four hoes (four hoes)
Yeah, we smokin' out the pound, I went through four hoes (hoes)
Every time that we be out, they want a photo with 2KBABY
You can't be my bitch right now, it's too late, baby
You might hate me, hit her with the dick, she goin' 2K crazy
Two-way lady, we might shoot a flick, I love her best friend
She like, "Who you textin'?" I told her, "Why you stressin'? Stop pressin'"
Writer(s): Christian Todd
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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