Pull up any kind of way I wanna She know I got that dope boy persona Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the numbers I done got the ball, I fuckin' cannot fumble I be rockin' new shit, I got every color This shit

A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day! Ha, me boys! Lukey's boat is painted green, Well oh, Lukey's boat is painted green, The prettiest boat that you've ever seen, Well oh, Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy, Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy, And every

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

Got to write a classic Got to write it in an attic Baby, I'm an addict now An addict for your love And it's not what I mean I mean it's not what it seems I just keep living for dreams I was a stray boy And you was my best toy

I’m super turnt up You know that I Boy your love got me super turnt up I can’t lie, I’m super turnt up Super turnt up, super turnt up So baby come get it, get it I’ll give this love to you That's my baby He be puttin' it down

Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa I'll take you to the candy shop Go 'head girl don't you stop I'll have you spending all you got I'll let you lick the lollipop I'll let you lick the lollypop Boy, one taste of what I got

Then you ain't livin' If you ain't lovin' If you got a Cadillac boy and a 40 room shack boy A bucket full of money and a tree full of honey But if you're gettin' no huggin' No smoochin' or a muggin' If you're ridin' on a gravy train Instead of walkin'

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you I’m a girl, I got skills I can dance all night in five inch heels And make you feel like the luckiest boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my hair I can rock a

I'm just a brown boy with a bag I got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my plug I need a pound You know I'm good for it I book a

She only gets stoned when you ain't home And I know bro code and I ain't breakin' it But bro, you got yourself a situation, bro You better get your girl home, boy You better take yourself home, boy You better tell her you love her, you need her 'Cause if