She Grooves E 006 #urban

You used to call me on my You used to, you used to Yeah You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love And I know when that hotline blink That can only mean one thing

Can only mean one thing Ever since I left the city, you Got a reputation for yourself now Everybody knows and I feel left out Girl, you got me down, you got me stressed out Cause ever since I left the city, you Started wearing less and going out more Glasses of champagne out on the dance floor Hanging with some girls I never seen before

You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love I know when that hotline blink That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline blink That can only mean one thing Ever since I left the city, you, you

Goin' places where you don't belong Ever since I left the city, uh Pull up on your, tell your man I'm sorry Honey on my wrist, jumpin' out the Rory Uzi hit this list, she know how to party When I win my clique, we know how to party How to party up

We was dancin' naked in my living room She straight outta college, just turned 22 Girl, get your money up, I ain't even mad at you Got you all on me, makin' these moves, got your attitude Tell her no started, my nigga's retarded The judge and the sentence, I got a good lawyer I got a few girls on the floor

up and let me eat it

We know how to party, yeah I just got the ring, I think I deserve a toast Shout out to my team, we be out here doing the most Girl, come to my place, I don't bring no clothes Let's get dirty, babe, baby, drop it low

Be me if you need it I got a few girls on the way Baby girl, you ain't leavin' It's my birthday with a cake Look it up, let me heat it Pull up on your neck, tell your man I'm sorry Honey, I'm Irish, jumpin' out of worry

She f***ed up when she gave me some Say I f*** better than that other She say tune I'm bout to f*** myself I f*** with you And she don't like them pretty So didn't she ride this Cut this jigger That's my pillows That's because I sleep in that

I wake up, tell the pigs, I say, assalamu alaikum, uh, my bitch a choosin', lover never f*** without a rubber, sweet yellow bone, think I call her honey mustard, f*** it like a seashell, f*** it like a V12, she say I drive her crazy, I say just keep on your seatbelt, f***

She got that million dollars.

Make her tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out Yeah, I'ma make her tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out Yeah, crib made her tap out, sign her made her tap out Jack made her tap out, pile it with the map out Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceiling Million dollar, million dollar

Sleepin' on for Sasha, sleepin' on a Fendi Sleepin' on Cavalli, married to the money Millions in the bank, Alexander McQueen Rich in the paint I got that you if you love me, I'm some She got that million-dollar seven-figure rich We switch positions like we do in your business She get the shake and then stiff She got that million-dollar

Bitches, bitches

So I ball so hard, my n****s wanna find me First n****, gotta find me What's 50 grand to a m**** that like me?

Can you please remind me?

Ball so hard, this n**** crazed Y'all don't know that don't n**** face And that's me go 0 for 82 when I look at you like that you a gravy Ball so hard, where?

We ain't even supposed to be here Ball so hard, since we here It's only right that we be fed Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 Ball so hard, got a broke clock

Rollies that don't tick-tock All the Mars that's losin' time Hittin' behind all these big rocks What falls on her?

I'm shocked too I'm supposed to be locked up too You escape what I escape You be in Paris, get masked up too What falls on her?

Let's get faded Liberties for like six days Gold bottles, soul models Spillin' ace on my sick gays What falls on her?

Just behave Just might let you meet gay Chi-towns, B-rolls, movin' the next BK What falls on her?

My boss wanna find me That's great

That's crack.

That's crack.

That's crack.

That's crack.

She said, hey, can we get married at the mob?

I said, look, you need to cry for your boss.

Come and meet me in the bathroom, stop And show me why you deserve to have it all That's cray, ain't it Jay?

What she order?

Fish fillet Yo, whip so cold, this whole thing Act like you ever be around motherfuckers like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand, never pretend wanna dance

I'm just saying, Chris Williams ain't doing right if you ask me Cause I was him, I would've married Kate and Ashley Was Gucci my mother?

Was Louis my killer?

Was drugs my dealer?

What's that jacket, Margiela?

Doctors say I'm the illest, cause I'm suffering from realness Got my captors in Paris, and they going gorillas, huh?

I'm so hot, y'all wanna find me?

New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag, huh?

Nice style, no snooze Louboutin, Jimmy Choo, that's on you, huh?

Diamonds on my neck, closing tears Hoppin' out the jet, Lear Bad dudes gettin' wet, here Don't call me till the check's clear They ain't talkin' bout fast talk, runnin' laps Now I'm not playin' that shit

Fresh vanilla sippin' on Lid just pickin' up Hong Kong, Morocco, I'm here No stylish And I ain't playin' with these dudes They childish, yeah Look around, they quiet She said, I ain't got no heart Find it, I style No stylish No Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag, huh?

Play style No stylish

Pimpin' ain't slick and they ain't say nothin' A hundred of y'all suckers can't tell me nothin' Our B's in the track, B, B's in the track Our B's in the track, B, B's in the track

Pimpin' ain't slick and it ain't say nothin' A hundred of y'all suckas can't tell me nothin' I beez in the trap, beep, beez in the trap I beez in the trap, beep, beez in the trap Man, I've been did-dad, man, I've been popped out And if she ain't tryna give it, then she get dropped out

Let me bust that UE, ooh, bust that open Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open Rip it up, no jokin', like your name Hulk Hogan Ziggins move weight himself, but livin' hoboken I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bag Pimpin' ain't slick, and it ain't say nothin' A hundred of y'all suckers can't tell me nothin' I be using the trap, be, be using the trap I be using the trap, be, be using the trap

Check.

4-4 Bulldog, my pet I point it at you and tell it, tell it, bitch I'm f***ing a girl, she got her legs on my neck I can beat them out in there, call that, call that triple threat When I was in jail, she let me call a collect But if she get greedy, I'm a star for the deck Top down, it's upset Been f***ing the world and died

You f*** with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck The flight too long, I got a bed on a jet The guns are drawn and I ain't talking about a sketch I pay these f***ers with a reality check Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best This game is a f***, I got my hand up, I dress The money don't sleep, so we just can't rest And AK-47 is my f***ing address I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car

Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it and hit them, hit them where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon Barrett and Louie, I'm talking all brown linen, huh?

Big black in an icy watch Shoes on the coupe, I got a Nike shop Count the profits, you can bring them in the Nike box Grinding in my Jordans, kick them off, they might be high Swish, I'm swimming in a yellow In the red 911 looking devil

I'm not a star Somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car

Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st.

Roll up and cock it and hit them, hit them where it hurts.

If I die today, remember me like John Lennon.

Barrett and Louie, I'm talking all brown linen, huh?

Talk stupid, get your head popped.

I got that Esther, I'm Red Fox.

Big B's, Red Sox.

I get money to kill time, dead clocks.

You f***ing with a n***a, I don't give a f***.

Empty the clip, then roll the window up S-s-s-sweet, you sent a burn I'm in the red, she say she finna $200 on a chain, I don't need a piece That banana clip, let your key to speak Dark shades, easy eat Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B There we go, there we go I see you lookin' what you lookin' at

You know the rules, kill them all and keep movin' If I die today, it be a holiday, huh?

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car, so don't make it come alive Rip your, rip your bar, then I put myself together YM, CM, B, double L, we rich forever, huh?

The bigger the bullet, the more that b**** don't pay Ran on the wall, Basquiat when I faint Ran Lamborghini till I gave it to my b**** My purse on the ground

My one can make the J's do the jump, man cane it You got to know this the remix right here Burn and hustle, baby, it's the kings right here You got to know we gripe it Pack us extra, slap it Don't I love my vegetable, extra cheese and bracket?

Don't young lay like to kick it like a racket?

Don't I be with J Money serving everybody?

Ain't we up in Magic City throwing up the bracket?

Ain't me until taking off like a racket

Ain't I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I still puttin' on?

My rims so big, I'm at the tilt-top, ain't I?

Marshmallows in the trunk, I'll make you do the margarine, I Pull up to the floor, yeah, motherfucker, ain't I?

All of that cool, I can buy it between K-9 Remix, Young L.A. and T.I., that's a bang, I Throw you on that thing, you don't hear me trick, ain't I?

Big road russes, and I got them no-shits We be in Ferraris, the cars with the horses Ain't I on the pill ride?

Ain't I back in chrome, and I'm gon'

Walked in, $30,000 in my pocket, had a nigga just like, ooh $50,000 on your bid, wanna fuck me, gotta scream it like, ooh Cause I got a check, nigga wanna flip, I ain't got a flip, but I got it

They tried to drop me with a case, but you know I had to skate it.

I was singing like, ooh.

Boy, I know my role, and I play it.

If you heard that I'm talking, then I said it.

At the top of the loft, nigga, I stay.

I'm a bad boy, but I don't wear big clothes like me.

In the club, and the nigga did it poppin'.

In that ho, she want a free drink, tell the bitch to get up off it.

I'm the nigga that get it poppin'.

Her hat short like Danny Rock.

At the clip point, nigga, we flyin'.

When I land it, boy, I walk them 30,000.

In my pocket, had a nigga just like, oh $50,000 on your bid, wanna fuck me, gotta scream it like

He ain't messing with no average chick, pop, pop.

He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot.

A-baller trying to score, check them shot clocks.

But I hit him with them prawn, it could dial blocks.

Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes.

Hitting them home runs, I be like, go Mets.

I want a dude that still kiss me when he mad.

Type to cop me diamonds, he could miss me with them bags.

Girl, we've been right here thinking about it all night.

Baby, you should be up in my bed.

Ooh, do you mind?

Do you mind?

Baby, you DJ Khaled Do you mind?

Do you mind?

I'm just tryna get to know y'all Get a little closer

Oh, do you mind if I talk to you?

And do you mind if I touch you there?

Now you know you can do better, baby I know that it don't get no better than me Let's not waste that time You ain't got it all right Cause once I get inside You won't change your mind Know that you can take it No need to hesitate

It's time I beat it up Do you mind when I'm behind it?

Know how to hit it though I should, I should be the one, baby, you gon' learn that Girl, I know your body know where every curve at We be going all night to the early No, you know you wanna take off when you on my runway We gotta talk, bodies conversate Baby, by the way I touch you, you know what I'm saying Oh, oh, oh, oh Ride it slow, oh, oh, oh I'm just tryna get to know ya

Baby, you should be up in my bed Yeah, you're lookin' at the truth, the money never lie, no I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one Early mornin' in the dark, know you wanna ride

Yeah, I'm the one, yeah Hear you sick of all those other imitators Don't let the only real one intimidate ya See you watching, don't run out of time

I'm the one that hit that same spot She the one that bring them raindrops We go back, remember crisscross and hopscotch You the one that hold me down when the blocks high I make your dreams come true when you wake up And your looks just the same without no makeup Had to pull up on your mama, see what you made of Ain't gotta worry about them cops

Cause my cake up You can ride inside my life on that fame bus Cause I promise when we step out, you'll be famous Modern day Bunny and Clyde, what they named us Cause when we pull up, brr, brr, all angle Yeah, you're looking at the truth, the money never lie No, I'm the one, yeah I'm the one, early morning in the dark, know you wanna ride

I'm the one yeah, I'm the one yeah Hear you sick of all those other imitators Don't let the older real one intimidate ya See you watching don't run out of time now

She beat her face up with that new Chanel She like the price, she see the ice and make her Gucci melt When I met her in the club, I asked her who she felt Then she went and put that booty on that Gucci belt We don't got no label, she say she want bottles She ain't got no table, she don't got no bed frame She don't got no tables, we just watching Netflix She ain't got no cable, okay though Plug, plug, plug, I'm the plug for her She want a nigga that pull her hair and hold the door for her

Yeah, you lookin' at the truth, the money never lie, no I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one Early mornin' in the dark, know you wanna ride now I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeah Hear you sick of all those other imitators Don't let the only real one intimidate ya See you watchin', don't run out of time now

You know what to do with that big fat butt.

You know what to do with that big fat butt.

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.

Just a little bit of.

Cadillac, Cadillac, pop that trunk.

Let's take a shot out of you, that dunk.

You know what to do with that big fat butt.

with the movers and the shakers.

He was mixed

Turn it up, bet the DJ bring it back.

Tell him play that shit again.

Tell him that you like that, like that.

Trey, I ain't got but two reason to be here, man.

All the bottles pop a bottle.

I know it's somebody's birthday.

Right now, right now, right now.

It's somebody getting drunk though.

Right now, right now, right now, right now.

Catch me in the club like I own that bitch.

Got her dancing like she own that bitch.

I only came for the ladies and the drinks I only came for the ladies and the drinks That's what I came for

Ain't nobody got a body like hers.

Got no booty, but she came from the earth.

She got a rock skin girl dancing on me.

Two white girls dancing on me.

Bad yellow bomb.

Yeah, I'm in my zone.

Wait, just keep coming back so you know me.

I'm gone.

I only came here for two reasons.

Why can't I?

I only came for the ladies and the drinks.

Ladies and the drinks.

Ladies and the drinks.

I'm the only n***a doin' it, you other n***as ruin it I'm too legit, go hammer with the foolishness My nana said my grammar can maneuver this industry Until I'm stupid rich, and now I'm stupid rich, ah!

Assuming this is more than humor It's the pimple butterfly, my newest s*** In fact, the rumor is the way I prove it I'm a classic man You can be mean when you look this clean I'm a classic man

Old fashioned man, yeah baby I'm a classic man I don't know your name, but you heard my name I know why you came, but you heard my name Girl, I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick

I don't know how to explain it.

Girl, I'm just saying, if you got a man back home, I don't know.

What?

Just keep it on the hutch.

Pocket full of don't, don't beat around the bush.

Walk on green, I can even hit a puck.

K.O.

shot it when I hit her with a punchline.

Hit a couple shots when it's crunch time.

Rockin' for my ex like the one time So it's time when you really try and go Got the car parked right at the door I don't know your name, but you heard my name I know why you came, tryna get that aim But you heard my name, girl I know you wanna be my main chick My main chick, sick

Shawty hit me on a late night Got a man, got me thinkin' Shawty ain't right She say she ain't about the creep life But all she wanna do is take pipe Ain't mad at nobody I just wanna have your body Now I can give you the key, girl And you can meet me in the lobby, talk about it Oh, I lay you down and go down, girl, till I reach your ocean

So come and get this, dude When you need that fix, that medicine I know you like it like this when you get that itch Adrenaline, I'll be out of your chest And when that pressure's building, I got what you need Come get with me And when you get that feeling, I got sexual heat

All I want is bad chicas.

I don't want no mediocre.

No, don't want no mediocre.

I don't want no mediocre.

No, bad mamacitas.

Ain't no mediocre.

No, don't want no mediocre.

I won't hit no mediocre.

Yeah, bad chicas.

Stuntin' on a mediocre.

On a mediocre.

You stuntin' on a mediocre.

Seven women with me and none of them mediocre.

A solid swell, I never go with her if she don't do her hell No more when you don't get no kiss if it's a bush down there Girl, I should see nothing but naked when I look down there They come and get with me, shoutin' what better to do He callin', askin' how you doin', tell him better than you Yeah, I'm kicked back with four pieces like a Kit Kat Me hittin' if you ain't a dime, just forget that Great face, flat ass, and she don't have

Don't want no mediocre, I don't want no mediocre, no Bad mamacy, this ain't no mediocre Don't want no mediocre, I won't hit no mediocre, yeah Bad G, stackin' on the mediocre All on the mediocre, you stackin' on the mediocre When we bring it with me, I got no mediocre I ain't head tight, don't just fuck with me Oh na-na Look what you done started Oh na-na Why you gotta act so naughty?

Oh na-na

I'm about to spend all this cash Oh na na If you keep shaking that Oh na na na Put your hands in the air if you're loving tonight Oh na na na Keep your hands in the air if you're spending the night Oh na na na Oh na na na na na na na Everybody say it like Oh na na na

All in the front, all in the back, just like that, like that I'ma blow your mind, take it out on the floor, like that, like that All in the front, all in the back, just like that, like that I'ma blow your mind like Wasted heart When you left me, you left me with no choice I'm looking for a boy to fill this empty void

The old me, goodbye, she's dead and gone, dead and gone, oh Wasted heart You took the last bit of love I've ever had You took a good girl and you turned me on so bad Kiss the old me, goodbye, she's dead and gone, dead and gone, oh All hands on deck

I'm screaming like, hey-oh

Actin' like a nigga Ay, babe, this my new shit I'm the black bitchy bitch with the roof missin' If it don't make dollars, don't make sense Z, wake up, like, I gotta get it And I got an engine for a trunk space I get money three ways, fuckin' bitches three ways Seven different formats, plus she's no oblate But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake Yeah

I'm the coldest nigga I see.

Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me.

She too into me, I'm more into money.

My hobbies are body, that pussy's my lobby.

I'm an 80, I'm an 80.

I don't lie, I hold my dick too conceited.

I told her she my wife for the weekend.

But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like.

All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down screamin' like.

I'ma take her ass.

Put your pennies to the side I'ma make you feel alright

If your chick come close to me, she ain't goin' home where she supposed to be I'm gettin' money like I'm supposed to be, I'm gettin' money like I'm supposed to be Ooh, all my niggas close to me, and all them other niggas where they supposed to be Ooh, the hoes go for me, and your chicks in the pit like balls to me That's how I'm supposed to be, that's how I'm supposed to be

You're in the mix with DJ Vera.

I don't give a fuck.

I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do.

I heard you got a new man.

I see you taking a pic.

Then you post it up thinking that it's making me sick.

I see you calling.

I be making it quick.

I'ma answer that shit like I don't fuck with you.

Bitch, I got no feelings to go.

I swear I had it up to here.

I got no feelings to go.

I mean for real.

Fuck how you feel.

Fuck it too sensitive.

ain't going towards the bill yeah and every day I wake up celebrating shit why cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch I stuck to my guns that's what made me rich that's what put me on that's what got me here that's what made me this and everything that I do is my first name these hoes chase bread aw damn she got a bird brain ain't nothing but trill in me aw man silly me I just bought a crib three stories that bitch a trilogy and you know I'm rolling weed that's fucking up the ozone I got a bitch that text me she ain't got no clothes on and then another one text me yo ass next and I'ma text yo ass back like I don't fuck with you

You little stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you You little, you little dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you

Girl, I got the macho, see him?

Double-tap the photo, she ain't in the logos Livin' single like Maxine, I'ma have her seein' like Oprah In the knees Can't cut me, bitch, please You know who to call when your man do vibe too small No lacy, cause I'm a 0-0-0 comma Girl, you lookin' for a sponsor?

Well, you gon' have to ride this Anaconda Baby, I'm the man

It's not a lot that you've been saying But I can tell from your body language Okay, let's talk about it It's bitch about it Let's talk about it Can we talk about it?

But you ain't gotta say too much Ain't gotta say too much I can read your body language

Read your body name Said you ain't gotta say too much Hate when you say that I play too much

It's not a lot that you've been saying But I can tell from your body language Okay, let's talk about it It's bitch about it Let's talk about it But you got this DJ Vera

We'll see you next time.

We could call it Kama Sutra You tryna tie me up Got her thinking bout the future I'm just tryna pull up Come out of them jeans And make me a believer Put it on me I ain't never gon' leave ya Kama Kama Sutra Kama Kama Sutra, babe Kama Kama Sutra Tryna tie me up, tie me up, yeah

Paparazzi, she's a A-lister And the girlfriend that came with her In my bed, so yeah, she got with her Call 911 on me if I don't put a ring on this girl Call 911, cause when she do me like this We could call it Kama Sutra You tryna tie me up Started thinking bout the future I'm just tryna pull up Come out in them jeans And make me a believer

Come on, come on, Sutra.

Come on, come on, Sutra.

Come on, come on, Sutra, babe.

Come on, come on, Sutra.

Come on, come on, Sutra.

Try to tie me up.

Tie me up.

Yeah.

Burnt handcuffs.

Love to tip up.

It's that freaky.

I meant to.

Black tripod.

Pink blindfold.

I ain't even know she was so nimble.

Yeah.

Call 911 on me.

When she do me like this We can call it Kamasutra You trying to tie me up Got her thinking about the future I'm just trying to pull up Come out of them jeans And make me realize

Cause I got 24 hours, 24 hours It's just me and you I got 24 hours, 24 hours 24 hours, we gon' have that now For 24 hours, yeah You look good with no makeup on Six, six in the morning

Gotta get dressed up, do your hair, girl, I got 24 hours

I ain't tryna flex No ceilings, you can see who's in it Oh, if we talkin' bout sex Girl, you know that I invented that

I told her let's go Long as you know Cause I know when we get along I'm touching you tonight I'm loving you

Girl, you fuckin' with the best Take a picture while I'm deep up in it Oh, and if they livin' right next Then I bet they know my name in a minute Let me feed you by the sweat I promise I'll keep you by the drip Oh, I'm sorry Niggas mad cause I came to the party Like, no, no

Let's go.

Long as you know, cause I know when we get along.

I'm touching you tonight.

I'm loving you tonight.

I'm fucking you cause you must be used to spending, putting in that time.

Touching, loving, fucking, can't break my mind.

I said, why you over there looking at me?

Why are we my friends?

Why you over there looking at me?

Let's take it to the hotel Let's take it to the hotel Yeah, I said, why you over there looking?

Got a staring problem and you fucking And then you see my girl stop fronting I could tell you up to a little something Hold up, I'ma play it cool, baby

I'ma take a shot, couple shots through the night Tell a joke, keep it fun, make her feel it's alright Give you the game wholesale And bet a hundred that I take him to the hotel Why you over there looking at me?

While I'm with my girlfriend

Need a big boy.

Pull up 20 inch blades like I'm Lil' Troy.

Now it's everybody flocking near the decoy.

Shorty mixing up the vodka with the liquor.

100 bands in my pocket, it's on me 100 deep when I roll like the army Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely It's a moment when I show up, God, I'm sayin' wow 100 bands in my pocket, it's on me Yeah, your grandmama probably know me Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely It's a moment when I show up, God, I'm sayin' wow Everywhere I go Catch me on the block like a Mutombo 750 Lambo in the Utah snow Trunk in the front like a dumbbell, yeah

Made another hit, cause I got butt now Always goin' for it, never pump fourth down Last call, hell, Mack Prescott touchdown, ayy 100 bands in my pocket, it's on me 100 deep when I roll like the army Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely It's a moment when I show up, God, I'm sayin' wow 100 bands in my pocket, it's on me