When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the club I'm to get my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm sippin' on Gin, Sip, Sippin' on Jack, Slip $60 in her with my number on the back
the proof 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 know what she's seeing, I was steady, you fleeting
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care 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, 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 headphones; good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies at me tell 'em, "come and get some," 'Cause I'm sippin' on Jack, Sip, Sippin' on Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I know as my friends
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the is gone, we know that, And baby chases like she know what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
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 you to know that we datin' mad models 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 inside locket, What happened to the keys that used to jingle in pocket, fingers say to come, But your eyes say I 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 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 be trapped inside that locket
You put my picture in a box (cause I've it before) It was the one inside locket, What happened to the keys that to jingle in your pocket (and I don't care anymore) Your say to come, But your eyes say I should stop it (and I just you to know) If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that (that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight)