Say Less Ashanti (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Pull up to the party (party)
Jewels all on my body (my body)
Your chick on my body (body)
And they can't tell me nothing, no
Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin'
Ay, we gonna order more bottles
And they can't tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)
Like get out my face, say less (say less)
If it ain't about the money, say less (say less)
If he ain't from the clique, say less
Bitch, say less
Got my woes with me (with me)
Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Ashanti]
I wanna be next to your body
Ain't no way I could hide it
I wanna be your top supplier
Cause I'll provide this all to you
To you, to you, to you, to you
Say I'll provide this all