Go back to your trailer Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighborsneighbors There ain’t nothing to see here Keep your two cents on your side of the fence You say that you’re watching the birds out the window Well I’ve got a bird you can watch You ain’t gotta act

Ooh, got to choose who's your baby Who's your baby, who's your baby Baby, you know I heard the neighborsneighbors say Baby, you might be leavin' me today Oh yeah, mmm, someone's come along and shared your time Don't care, no I don't, no But you can't be his and

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighborsneighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors NeighborsNeighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighborsneighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

House with a lake, no neighborsneighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy) I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin' I'm from Golden Acres, but now I'm sittin' on acres, ayy I don't want no relations, you know

I can make you, (I can make you believe in anything) Believe in anything My neighborsneighbors keep gettin' murdered so we sleep with the alarm on Bedroom filled with Nike SBs and Comme de Garcons Starin' at the ceiling listening to soul father Tryna' make the

We're all in, we're all in love, yeah 'Cause after the afterparty, we're gonna keep it goin' We're gonna rip it up, the neighborsneighbors might complain Monday to Sunday doing it our way RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to

Go, go (yeah) go, go (go) Go, go, go, go, go From the Nawf to the Mo (Mo) 500K just to host (5) The neighborsneighbors too nosy, pack my bags and go (go) Go, go (skrrt) go, go (skrrt) Serve me a brick at the store (brick) lookin' like Shaq in the post (Shaq) Go,

Well I love the way she dances around In her underwear She probably woke the neighborsneighbors up by now Aww But she don't care Oh' what a pretty face spilling her wine all over the place Shaking everything shes got around The towel coming off and her hair