Lyrics

Middle of the day hoodie and her sweats on These boys shootin they shot like they at Exxon they gasser up She don't entertain them dudes her girls back her up I'm usually cool off her type but ima macker up Mookie at the plate you know what happen when the batters up Stingy with the condiment I won't pass syrup Told Charles caught her lookin at the crew The whole gang dappered up She got a RBF but I'm not intimidated The difference in approach my game is never simulated They could promise you the world-can they demonstrate it Asked her what she thought about Nobu She said she fuckin hate it Damn But she was kidding though I said you got jokes She like who wanna know I'm like can't nobody out do me with the banter Got a peach like built in Atlanta let me slow down All you godda do is let me know All you godda do is let me know I told her kiss me in french like baiser d'amour Court side for the Lakers like they give me the ball After this ima hit her with the survey Was this the best date or was it just another Thurs Go head I'll wait She laughed as she pushed me away She said you dumb for real I said shout out the Bay I think I'm fallin for a Leo she said what that mean I just heard they all dramatic guess it's TBD I'm tryna get a little greeting off this THC (high) Tuscany sippin the finest of the CAB Slow pacin but they still can't compete wittem I dont talk to spirits but she wanna try it medium I don't take this life for granted know my shit is premium She never stood the boy up like comedian It's seven o'clock on the dot I'm in my drop top Real pretty thang waiting for me get to kissin on her All you godda do is let me know All you godda do is let me know All you godda do is let me know All you godda do is let me know All you godda do is let me know
Writer(s): Juan Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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