I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back door Don't wait or say a single vow And they said, "speak now" I am not the kind of girl Who should be rudely bargin' in on a white veil occasion Who should be marryin' the wrong girl Don't say yes,

Ya alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Ya I should've never ever took her home Ya I should've just boned Ya fantasy on my phone Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talking about a

I can't love you back 'cause that's a helluva love Never cheat on me 'cause I ain't regular I'm wondering if they real the way they say they are Helluva he always keep a helluva one Remember hitting licks in a Mercedes Benz And I just got my mom a new

Ayo blast that shit, Max Blast that shit back if you blastin' I've been kicked when I was down None of that shit matter now Everything will be okay Man, just stay up out my way Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes If I touch studio

Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin' the scene With the gangster lean, oh, oh, oh Though you may not drive a big big Cadillac Gangster whitewalls, TV antenna in the back You may not have a car at all But just remember brothers and sisters You can

(Hoo hoo hoo) On the pontoon Makin' waves and catchin' rays up on the roof Jumpin' out the back, don't act like you don't want to Party in slow motion Mm, motorboatin' Out here in the open Back this hitch up into the water Untie all the cables and rope

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Rollin', rollin', all my bitches rollin' And I love that shit (and I love that shit) Them commas comin' quick (commas comin' quick) Them commas comin' (commas comin') Look, show you bitches how to do this shit Stand back while I demonstrate Pussy worth

Trust you to dig my grave And I trust you There ain't no worries You can't drink away I trust you You can lie awake at night Pretend not to see But you can't put that apple back up on its tree Woke up this morning

If you think it's over, better think again There'll be no compromise Time to hit the power, feel adrenaline Move into overdrive Here comes the revolution Time for retribution If you think I'll back down or accept defeat Brace for the aftershock