[Intro]
Think It's A Game
Hitmaka!
Hol' Up
[Pre-Chorus: Trey Songz]
Soon as I get home, girl
I'ma make this shit up to you, baby
I've been gone too long from you, baby
Soon as I get home, girl
I'ma show you I'm the one for you, baby
Feels good when I'm fuckin' you, baby
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I've been locked down for a while now
Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long
I've been locked down for a while now
Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Look, hit it like Michael Trout
And if it's good I fuck around and eat it like some trout (Yeah)
Adrien Broner, I got the knock out, girl
I'm gettin' top in the foreign, I got the top drop
I told her once I put it in you better not stop (Yeah)
Yeah, with that good a head, how you a dropout?
Girl, I came to put in work, to let the clock out
Got that dope dick, lookin' for that ill nana
Look, we don't catch planes, we on the jet to the Bahamas (Yeah)
And we don't wear 'em plain, we bust down everyone off (Oh)
Hella bags, spent a hunnid thousand for one of 'em
And she bad she be on the same one that I'm on, yeah, ayy (I'ma kill that pussy)
Think It's A Game
Hitmaka!
Hol' Up
[Pre-Chorus: Trey Songz]
Soon as I get home, girl
I'ma make this shit up to you, baby
I've been gone too long from you, baby
Soon as I get home, girl
I'ma show you I'm the one for you, baby
Feels good when I'm fuckin' you, baby
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I've been locked down for a while now
Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long
I've been locked down for a while now
Baby, I'ma beat it all night long, all night long
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Look, hit it like Michael Trout
And if it's good I fuck around and eat it like some trout (Yeah)
Adrien Broner, I got the knock out, girl
I'm gettin' top in the foreign, I got the top drop
I told her once I put it in you better not stop (Yeah)
Yeah, with that good a head, how you a dropout?
Girl, I came to put in work, to let the clock out
Got that dope dick, lookin' for that ill nana
Look, we don't catch planes, we on the jet to the Bahamas (Yeah)
And we don't wear 'em plain, we bust down everyone off (Oh)
Hella bags, spent a hunnid thousand for one of 'em
And she bad she be on the same one that I'm on, yeah, ayy (I'ma kill that pussy)
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