On the dead locs Blueface baby Yeah, aight, on the dead locs Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I had to wake that bitch up, she was 'sleep on me (wake yo' ass up) Yea aight, look at me now, lil' baby Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout? Tough on the 'Gram, bet you the .223

When I saw you, when I saw you and that girl And y'all was talking Something deep down in my soul said, "Go on, go on and cry girl" Something told me that it was over, baby, yeah Something deep down When I saw you, when I saw you with that same person

I've got a red hot heart Only smoke and ashes baby I say there's fire down below If the talk is true yours is the same We should be together And let our passions fan love's flame, oh yeah And your heart's as blue as the blood in your veins You say it's

Baby take me serious Baby take me serious (mm-hmm, mm-hmm, hmm) (Fuck talkin', fuck talkin', fuck talkin', fuck talkin') We've been knowin' about each other for a while now Ain't no past we could have taken for this lifestyle Had a girl, you had a man

I'm a W.O.M.A.N. Oh, oh, oh yeah, oh Talking about you, a man Always ready to go When it come to movin' daddy Baby, you're almost gold You ain't got nothin' in your pocket

That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? But she talking in, and she needs to quit But never this, all I know she's not mine 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl

You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me Tryna get up in my head, now that's a headache Ain't no need to talk Oh baby, don't hurt

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy you better bring the chick around

I got you on my mind, baby I got you on my mind, I got you on my mind Thinking that I'm good but you know I'm 'bout to relapse Started with phone conversations and I Flew out to see you, it's raining outside We sat by the water and talked about life Oh,

Yeah now she gotta do what I say I don't care at all Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby I went to my hood all my friends think I made it Yeah my momma think I'm famous 100 dollar bills in the way Yeah it feels good to be