I shine, I shine, now the hate froze Watching from the outside Sometimes I don't let go Niggas mad 'cause they all hoes Niggas mad ’cause they all hoes Shawty wanna swallow up the meat, oh, I Sometimes I don’t let go (Ayy) Watching from the outside, ayy

And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt... hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Yeah, yeah, uh, aye! What the fuck I gotta worry about now? Nigga you think after weatherin' the storm and comin' from the extremes I came from You think I'ma call all the way and get

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher You do the bag That's what we on? (Murda on the beat, that's

Your money, money, money Shawty, I don’t mind if you dance on a pole That don’t make you a hoe If you’re leaving with me And get that money, money, money You can take off your clothes Shawty, I don’t mind when you work until three Go make that money,

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

He don't be fuckin' you like I be fuckin' you He wanna hug you and make you uncomfortable You know, shawty, you know All you gotta do is hit a nigga phone one time I'mma pull up on you fourth quarter when it's crunch time And you know, and you know You

Man this party's jumpin', bumpin', jumpin' Party stay jumpin' don't nobody wanna leave Now shawty don't say that you wanna in the night That mix shawt and Jeremih On up and if you at a party gone throw yo hands up Man this party's jumpin', bumpin',

Girl just let me know what's good Good, lovin, feel so, numb Ride me, till I'm, 'bout to, cum I see, you are, bout to, clim-ax so, oh girl, don’t be, shy Girl you taste so Hey shawty this what I'm here for, I’m ready Are you downtown when I'm round town,

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that you turned up your swag, you got me Yup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I ain't trippin I been in the game since

Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Get the fuck up out the race, nigga Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing