Shock dat monkey Get the monkey up off your back When you know that it's good And you know that it's hot All the girlies want a piece of what you've got When a man is a man And it's all in his face He's 'gon jump all on it

Don't tell me you're my heartbreaker You say that you don't wanna talk but it's cool Been thinkin' about you all day long, hopin' you'll pick up your phone And I know that I don't wanna lose your love oh baby, oh baby Oh girl I got a secret place that we

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah 'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more I don't wanna be a playa no more Be a playa no more 'Cause I

Girl I got you so high, and I know you like, So come and push it on me, if it feels alright, When you drop it low, and break me off, No, she doesn't mind (aight) she doesn't mind (aight) she doesn't mind. No, she doesn't mind (aight) she doesn't mind

All my girls get that money All my girls get that money, that money Girls get your money (get your money) All my girls get your money (get your money) They always wanna holla, but they ain't got no dollars I know you wanna kiss this (Uh-huh) I know you

No, this shit ain't been the same no, we so distant Know you miss how I be thuggin', on my hood shit Girl, I miss how we be fuckin', and you ain't my bitch Got a nigga in my feelings Got a nigga in my feelings, in my feelings Yeah yeah (yeah) Girl, if

Ten toes down Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now Yeah I took a couple of L's so you know I'm on the road now Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stay ten toes down And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down

Club jam packed, they gon' treat us like we royalty They want girls kissin girls, that's the way we do it, flexin' yeah Shawty wanna ride with the team, go on and come Mollies and 'em perks, got these young bitches sprung I know you enjoying these

You've got my number Yeah, baby, you know me You've got me wonderin' How good that end might be If I could kiss you Spend a little time with you, girl You love to drive me A hundred miles right out of my mind You love to make me

Fashion shit check, cashing shit check I ain’t talkin’ Nike when I’m talkin’ ‘bout a check Bought your girl some Nikes when she asked me ‘bout a check Rap shit check, foreign shit check Realest nigga in it, already know Got trapper of the year 4 times in