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