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