[Intro] I gotta keep it super real with ya, shawty I gotta keep it real real with ya
[Hook] Yeah you can be his forever baby, but tonight you mine I pay you in cash baby, he just pay you mind Tell me you love me baby, and tell me it's mine It's time and it's money, and money is time
[Verse 1] Took my talents out to south beach Now my pockets looking so deep I’m on Biscayne baby, I’m on Biscayne baby. Out in Miami, still getting faded Shouts to the posse, we just so young and belated I swear, I'm out here winning Out here getting it That's just the specifics baby, we get it, we get it Just let your pussy talk. Don't let this feeling fade Girl cut them bitches off They ain't got shit to say [2x]
[Bridge] Cause, you the baddest in the game right now You can have the whole thang if you came right now Quit fucking with them lames right now I could put you on some game right now (Yeah, yeah) [2x]
[Hook]
[Verse 2] Okay you got it. Okay you got it Champagne on that ass Just keep it poppin' Keep it poppin' Cause you South Beach soaking for the Sauga City kid Baby, I'm riding around and getting it Swear I'm riding around, and they sweating it Cause I know, I got you for sure Yeah, couple shots of patron have us right in the zone Baby, yeah That's just the specifics baby, we get it, we get it Just let your pussy talk. Don't let this feeling fade Girl cut them bitches off. They ain't got shit to say. [2x]
[Bridge]
[Verse 3] I'm in a room full of dancers. All of us cancers. One looks like Rita, the other Rihanna. Baby, ooooh. I'm in a room full of dancers. All of us cancers. One clears the cash while, the other one dances.
[Hook]
(So I say)
[Bridge]
(Go let them bitches talk. Don't let this feeling fade.)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
