(Steelo Beats, bitch) (HerbMadeThisBeat) What I'm tryna figure out Why your nigga keep trying to come home with me? (Lil Kayla, what's up?)
Yeah, you keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer) I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer) He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur) So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah) Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, pop
If you don't know about me, I'm Lil K from the Bay (Lil K from the Bay) No matter what I do, you know them bitches gon' hate (You know them bitches gon' hate) I ain't never gave a fuck what a bitch have to say (Nah) 'Cause they ain't gon' say that shit to my motherfuckin' face And not to mention that your nigga want a taste You keep talkin' down, he gon' fuck me either way You get too out of line, watch me glide it on his face Hurt the nigga lil' feelings, then I send him on his way, bitch
You keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer) I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer) He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur) So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah) Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, pop
I got money on my mind, tryna hit a store So don't get in my whip if you ain't on what I'm on Like they goin' out of business, baby, everything goes If you hit, then you hit, and if you don't, then you don't And who the fuck you talkin' to? You better watch your tone I ain't the average bitch and I ain't lettin' shit go And I don't play no games Keep yappin' and watch me have a gang of niggas at your front door The nigga know I'm a winner (Winner) That's why the nigga doin' me and he ain't been comin' home for dinner I'm finna, finna, finna Tell your ass somethin' 'bout your low-down-dog-ass nigga He shady He was eatin' this pussy like crazy Tellin' me to have all his babies But you 'posed to be his main lady? You crazy
You keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer) I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer) He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur) So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it) Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah) Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, popTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
