Lyrics:
Fuck your ex and be my boo
Number one in the room
Whyne your waist girl in my room
Oya number one in the room
Whyne your waist girl in my room
One by one
with their ass up
Let me put my cape on, my rubber and my mask up
Not no horror-core shit, this is porno-core
I'm in the club naked man, I'm
be, I be, on that money shit"
And when this other girl grabbed me
And she whispered in my ear
She said, "This other girl ain't doin' shit, it's
mom say'but god bless america
Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, to the dawn's early light, light
Mami in the club, full of stars, we got stripes
Walk it
by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
A nigga move swerve, all my thugs swerve
[Chorus]
You ain't never had shit (uh uh) swerve on em
For ya
You bad then prove it
Shake that back and move it
Bend back and twirl
Ok baby girl
Like go get these bottles shorties by the twos
Go get sturdy
Just
Birthdays all I wanna know is where that cake at
See you main bitch in the club I wouldn't date that
I ain't trynna fuck baby girl where yo face at
Pulled up
say wassup
You know we bring the g funk
In the club and she tryna see the next move
But there a reason why they calling her the ex boo
Shawty got
to work and then goin' home
And be in the bed by ten Now you dressin' up and goin' to clubs
And hangin' with all new friends You usin' me and don't act like
lie bout it
I mean this wen I say for my respect bitch Ima die bout it let's go
Never perform in a club if I can't clutch in it
If it's something
bitch, log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young
on girl let a nigga get a peek
Pull up on her every week
Now I got her laying under me
(Yea yea)
And that’s fine by me
That’s fine by me
That’s fine by me
Could it be that I'm famous,
Shit look by the way my chain swangin clangin,
(Dorrough)
Say...
When it come to this green I'm fertilized,
Girl you know
even bother with him I'm tryna tell ya
Don't even dwell up in it
Girl drink your water don't even bother with him I'm tryna tell ya
Dont even dwell up in
the head off a nigga like a guillotine
They're sittin here seein me gettin coned though
Sittin in the back of the club tradin convo
Livin like I'm done in
best friend drive
You was in line
That's when you caught my eyes girl
You were so beautiful girl
It was so critical girl
You looked so
better scriptures
If there's anything I learned, they put some drama in that mixture
I'm with the girls that you in love with, so I see why you mad
But
(scrape)
Slow it down, drop a four in a two liter
Yeah, rain drop drip drop, make my lip pop
Yeah, strip club bitch, I make her hips drop
Drop, tryna
Hop off the plane see girls
(Is this about me?)
I really got lost in the mist
For a few hours
I forgot you exist
But I was on my Bryson Tiller
the heart
Eyes locked on you, we dancing in the dark
We can't let nobody ever break us apart
The club ain't packed but it's a nice scene
Supreme Tee on with
to mine
Living in my own world
Swinging on a swing girl
I know
Liquor bottle
Club bathroom
People fucking
I stay vibing
No one's watching
Just gotta live
VICTORIA:
In movies about women written by men
The secret to life is plastic
When the gossip stops, we shop til we drop
Order Thai, and look
See now I went to the club and I ran into this girl
And she was telling 'bout how she feel and everything
Her name was New York
But she said Troy
See now I went to the club and I ran into this girl
And she was telling 'bout how she feel and everything
Her name was New York
But she said Troy
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