Ain't nobody got me like you do, my partners be like That’s your soldier your lil soldier (Girl) That’s why I'm riding out with you, I'll always be like That’s my soldier my lil soldier She hold it down and I pick it up We balling like a armor truck

Comme d'habitude Je vais jouer A faire semblant And now, the end is near and so I got to face The final curtain, girl Friends I say clear and state her case of which I'm uncertain I've lived a life that's full of travelled each and every highway And

Gonna dress you up in my love All over your body All over, all over From your head down to your toes Dress you up in my love You've got style That's what all the girls say Satin sheets

There's no other Win me over You'll never buy my love Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness No other thing that's as precious to There's no other

I'mma one night stand, cuffing wasn't in the plans Until you came through, you was stunting with your friends You caught my eye, and we, we caught a vibe And then, I said let's ride, and you, hopped in my ride Yeah, yeah, girl that's right, huh You ain't

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella

With my Spanish girl, playing FIFA I might phone Genita Mas tequila? Sí señorita Whatsapp only, I'm overseas, I'm in Beverley Hills My new girl got my old girl hurting The last ex that I had was a lighty but the next X that I get is a German That's a X5

That’s my baby That’s my love She drive me crazy 'Cause that’s my rock She drive me crazy yeah yeah yeah Love me back say you want me too And you know Even at bottom dollar girl I'll never leave you Tell 'em how I feel never hold back

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men

And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you