[Intro] These niggas ain't never had no bad bitch and it shows It's good though I got something for you though Tiller, oh my God Aye Yeah Aye
[Verse 1] I start pouring shots out a new double cup These niggas got your feelings all screwed up Girl, I think it's time to take a break from love Tryna pick you up and put you down on sumn' Booked the flight, she ain't gotta pay for none Only thing you see is Saint-Tropez for a month Doors open on the balcony So you can hear 'em play the mandolin from high up Yeah, the views look like a post card Getting out the jet-skis from the boatyard Smoke, drink and fuck for the most part Your pussy wavy, girl, and I'm the coastguard I could put you on, that's a guarantee Leave that nigga alone, and come fuck with me Now, I ain't saying that I'm Mr. Right But right now, I know what's missing in your life
[Pre-Chorus] Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah) Tryna make you bae and take a bae-cay trip Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, yeah) Put some ice on you, that's overdue Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Ooh) Give you roses and some reassurance too Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Chorus] Uh-huh Babygirl, say "Yeah, yeah" Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Uh-huh) Say "Yeah-yeah, yeah" Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
