When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, up in the club I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm on some Gin, Sip, on some Jack, $60 in her panties with my number on the back
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The in a dark and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, when we that, And baby chases like she don't know she's seeing, I was steady, you fleeting
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight, Punk Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, Throw me up in the headphones; sounds
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies lookin' at me 'em, "come and get some," 'Cause I'm on some Jack, Sip, Sippin' on Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I know them as my
the proof is in the Kodak, The in a dark and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, we that, And baby chases like she don't what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just want you to know that we datin' mad and poppin' mad bottles tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight
it down, the nice, 'Cause I just can't keep coming
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I regret all done, I would be inside that locket
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What happened to the that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I regret all done, I would be trapped inside that
You put my in a box (cause I've seen it before) It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your (and I don't care anymore) Your say to come, But eyes say I should stop it (and I just want you to know) If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket (that we mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight)