[Intro: 1Take Jay]
Aight
Wait, hol' up
I’m finna turn this bitch up, ayy
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
All the hoes stop and stare when I come around (You see?)
I hang with all G's like I bang Jordan Downs (Bop)
Fuck a relationship, I just want to fuck around
'Cause you a bozo, and bitch, I can’t cuff a clown (Bleed 'em)
All the hoes stop and stare when I come around (That part)
I hang with all G's like I bang Jordan Downs (Bitch)
Fuck a relationship, I just want to fuck around
'Cause you a bozo, and bitch, I can't cuff a clown
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Show me that it's real, bitch, tat' a nigga logo
1Take stamped on your ass in a photo
These niggas pillow-talking so I gotta ride solo
Like why you always worried 'bout my dick? Niggas homo
Do the speed limit ’cause we ridin’ in a stolo
We slide two doors but, nah nigga, this a four door
Stop thinkin' ’bout me, live your life, bitch, YOLO
That nigga pump fakin', call that nigga Tony Romo
I cracked her last week, bop, bleed 'em, it was all cool
Stop at Louisiana, baby, we can hit the mall too
I put that dick in her, now she askin' who I talk to
Lace up, ’cause bitch, you always trippin' when I call you
I like what you be doin' on the dick like who taught you?
Three strikes, you out, but you got ass, I'ma stall you
Pull up, wave, parade when I walk through
And bitch, don't even call a nigga phone 'less I call you (You hear me?)
Aight
Wait, hol' up
I’m finna turn this bitch up, ayy
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
All the hoes stop and stare when I come around (You see?)
I hang with all G's like I bang Jordan Downs (Bop)
Fuck a relationship, I just want to fuck around
'Cause you a bozo, and bitch, I can’t cuff a clown (Bleed 'em)
All the hoes stop and stare when I come around (That part)
I hang with all G's like I bang Jordan Downs (Bitch)
Fuck a relationship, I just want to fuck around
'Cause you a bozo, and bitch, I can't cuff a clown
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Show me that it's real, bitch, tat' a nigga logo
1Take stamped on your ass in a photo
These niggas pillow-talking so I gotta ride solo
Like why you always worried 'bout my dick? Niggas homo
Do the speed limit ’cause we ridin’ in a stolo
We slide two doors but, nah nigga, this a four door
Stop thinkin' ’bout me, live your life, bitch, YOLO
That nigga pump fakin', call that nigga Tony Romo
I cracked her last week, bop, bleed 'em, it was all cool
Stop at Louisiana, baby, we can hit the mall too
I put that dick in her, now she askin' who I talk to
Lace up, ’cause bitch, you always trippin' when I call you
I like what you be doin' on the dick like who taught you?
Three strikes, you out, but you got ass, I'ma stall you
Pull up, wave, parade when I walk through
And bitch, don't even call a nigga phone 'less I call you (You hear me?)
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