[Los talking] Aye, like, like I traveled all over the world to see you baby like I'm definitely your biggest fan I'm at the front row at all your shows holding up signs
[Hook: Sean Hayz and Los] I'm like damn she cold With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag And a bag she knows She a diva with class got a weave to her ass All these nasty hoes Give her mean looks cause her team tough Watch how ham she goes When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like Fuck what all these bitches say Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause I think I'm your biggest fan No doubt you belong with a king so Fuck what all these niggas say All I need is a front row seat cause You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
[Verse 1: Los] Ugh, swag, ugh Thats all this waist with all that ass Glad I'm the one you putting on a show for That short ass skirt and them long ass legs Need a backstage pass when you going on tour God damn that body screaming eat me up Looking like a resses cup, chocolate and bcbg pumps Dancing like a freaky slut, that slo motion that poetry Climb that pole i'll throw a g, she said fuck that los just flow for me Your voice make a bitch wanna drop it low for free, I said cool dip She turned around and popped it I said oooh shit, she looked back at it Told me gone ahead and smack it, dropped it to the floor like what ya waiting for you ain't gonna do shit? Hold up wait, ugh what?, girl you got me fucked up Gone let me fill my cup up, if I jump up in it I'mma go numb chucks Thats bruce lee, you, me, swinging through the hood on duece three's 23's, honey please, you should come kick it with a true g Cause we be cruising lane to lane, shawty you my favorite thang Some niggas go ape shit, me I go orangutan Plus I got a gang of change, we could pull a david blaine Listen hear, disappear, man fuck all these bitches here
[Hook: Sean Hayz and Los] I'm like damn she cold With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag And a bag she knows She a diva with class got a weave to her ass All these nasty hoes Give her mean looks cause her team tough Watch how ham she goes When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like Fuck what all these bitches say Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause I think I'm your biggest fan No doubt you belong with a king so Fuck what all these niggas say All I need is a front row seat cause You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
[Verse 2: Kid Ink] Ugh, take my hand Damn you so hot, let me cool you down, girl, I'm your biggest fan Got a frontrow seat big dollar sign, can you see me in the stands? Yup, ready for the show Like I waited outside Came right through the door Looked right in your eyes Went right to the floor You know how it go, I'm such an animal, when I see your tail waggin Groupie love girl, can I hop on your bandwagon? I got a bad habit, fucking with them bad bitches Just want to see you go to work, c-call it bad business I warned you, ain't no telling what im gonna do L-let me know when you ready we could dip, like fondue I got a warm pool, couple songs you could perform boo A lil one-two, I-I know you want to G-get it on tonight I love the way you rock that mic Baby let me rock the boat Cat got your tongue, but I got that pussy all in my throat It's going down like the slopes Tell me can you feel the breeze, I think I might need my coatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
