When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked, I'm sippin' on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on Jack, Slip $60 in her panties with my on the back
the proof is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, when we that, And baby like she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, me up in the headphones; sounds good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies at me tell 'em, "come and get some," 'Cause I'm sippin' on Jack, Sip, Sippin' on Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I know them as my
the proof is in the Kodak, The in a dark and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, we that, And baby chases like she don't know what seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight
it down, the nice, 'Cause I just can't keep coming
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one inside locket, happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your say I should stop it, If I regret all done, I be trapped inside that locket
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I all I've done, I would be inside that locket
You put my in a box (cause I've seen it before) It was the one inside locket, What happened to the keys that to jingle in your pocket (and I don't care anymore) Your say to come, But your eyes say I should it (and I just want you to know) If I all I've done, I be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight)