Chose* Jeremih

Put you one a payroll
How you spend your time
You deserve another day to go (Ooh)
Put my tongue to your naval
Time to eat it up, she butt naked at the table

I got the place full of hoes
Each chose me, no
Pull up Lambo doors
Repeat for my show
Double M, double cup, doors
Whew, she cold
This yo' show
Runnin' in the ropes, runnin' in the room
Found my little rose again

Believe she chose
Work the pole
Comin' up all she know is Os
Playin' to bottle pop mode
PYT, she know
Yeah, slow, dip them hips that's how she roll
Bad lil' mama from the low

Leave from the room
I got these niggas salty (I got these niggas salty)
Got the bitch comin' home with me (Comin' home with me)
The say that's all for me (That's all for me)
So show me that that's all for me (That that's all for me)
She blow up my phone up in public
All-year be my season for cuffin'
All I'm sayin', baby, would you