Ay
Ah
Mmm, mmm
Maybe that's your woman
Might be mine
She like to get nasty
Blasian from behind
Yeah, whoa
She don't ever at me
How you get so classy
That shit make me mad
I won't say a word 'bout it, things we done
Won't say one word 'bout it, we got drunk
Way too fucked up to tell you no
Keep shit low
Lowkey, she had to ask me for the dick, oo-whoa
I told her, "Bae, you know that I'm a Jit," oo-whoa
Trust me, this gon' learn you somethin', oh
Is that really your woman?
Maybe that's your woman
Might be mine
She like to get nasty
Blasian from behind
Yeah, whoa
She don't ever at me
How you get so classy
That shit make me mad
Baby, take me back (whoa, oh yeah)
Love it when you spaz (yuh)
Say you love me back (ee)
But only when we drunk (mmm, mmm)
Speed boat like we fuck
That's your girl, but look at how she actin'
Ooh-aah
(She just want some fun)
She don't never front, no (ooh-aah)
Maybe that's your woman
Might be mine
She like to get nasty
Blasian from behind
Yeah, whoa
She don't ever at me
How you get so classy
That shit make mad
(How you get so classy?)
(That shit make me mad)
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