Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off If you wanna ride on the roller coaster It go up and down and 'round and 'round Stand up or get on the floor I know just how to break you off Just pull 'em to the side It's on tonight, I know what you like Baby

What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone On the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down I ain't got a job now He's just

(nothin' but love nothin' but love) Ain't got nothin' but love for you Here I sit by my window thinking about all the things that I've been through There were times where I never thought I get to where I got to Had some angels to guide me someone who

And we gon' ride on forever We ride out together It's the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone Pull up right in your zone Take over the street, that's how we roll Came in at first, had bad luck Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Gonna find you and make you want me Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake Those who could relate know the world ain't cake Jail bars ain't golden gates Those who fake, they break

Ever since I got this you been tryna knock this All you do is pop shit you ain't really on shit This is for my team though we ain't with the nonsense Keep it 103 though, all we do is top shit Yeah, ever since, ever since, yeah I made everything come

Rock you baby on a wraparound porch Underneath a magnolia blossom Walk you down old live oak road Barefoot bridge see a sunset show Say I love you when I pull you close And you know it's true, as the gospel Ain't nobody gonna love you better than This

Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

I been doin' fine without you Forgettin' all the love we once knew And girl, I ain't the one that slammed that door But now you say you've changed your thinkin' But I ain't got a heart for breakin' So go and pick your bags up off my floor 'Cause love