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