When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the club I'm to get my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm on some Gin, Sip, on some Jack, Slip $60 in her panties my number on the back
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, when we that, And baby chases like she don't what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, me up in the headphones; sounds good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies at me tell 'em, "come and get some," I'm sippin' on some Jack, Sip, Sippin' on Gin, Tip, tippin' all strippers like I know them as my friends
the proof is in the Kodak, The in a dark and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the is gone, we know that, And baby like she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you fleeting
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just want you to that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, Punk whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight
it down, the nice, 'Cause I just can't keep coming
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that used to in your pocket, fingers say to come, But your eyes say I should it, If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that to jingle in your pocket, fingers say to come, But your say I should stop it, If I all I've done, I would be inside that locket
You put my in a box (cause I've seen it before) It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that used to in your pocket (and I don't care anymore) fingers say to come, But your eyes say I should it (and I just want you to know) If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad and poppin' mad bottles tonight)