I've been up to no good I've been up to no good I could barely text you I could barely text you I don't wanna stress you I don't wanna stress you You got somethin' special You got somethin' special You got somethin' special You got somethin' special Oh you got somethin' special You got somethin' special
That ass needs a trophy Love it how you fuck me Fly you out the city She wasn't fuckin' with me Now I feel like Diddy How I run my city You got somethin' special Ride me like a bike They won't tell you nothin' Them bitches be frontin' Actin' like your homies But they be all on me Backwood in the Chevy You ridin' beside me You got somethin' special Make me wanna fuck you She went, bought them Nudies Stretch marks on her booty She gon' call me Twenty She gon' call me Twenty I know that she want me I know that she want me She take off them Vickies Screamin', "Twenty hit me!"
I've been up to no good I've been up to no good I could barely text you I could barely text you I don't wanna stress you I don't wanna stress you You got somethin' special You got somethin' special You got somethin' special You got somethin' special Oh you got somethin' special You got somethin' special
First class with the leg room Condo with the best room Better not read my message All this time invested Girl you know you're perfect Girl you know I saved you Tell 'em Twenty raised you Met you off of Cascade Had the J all crooked Asked you for your number Knew that you was with it
You got somethin' special You got somethin' special Oh you got somethin' special, girl You know that you special Oh you got somethin' special Cause you got somethin' special Oh you got somethin' special Girl you know that you special Cause you got somethin' specialTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
