Front Row in LA YFN Lucci

[Chorus]
Feelin' some way
She been on my mind all day
Can't wait to see her face to face

[Verse 1]
Yeah, big dawg, I'ma big dawg
I go big on big yeah, plus I did it for Big yeah
She on my dick dawg, so many men call
This bitch the wig
This bitch the wig
Uh, uh, I'm in that Benz and it's loaded
Got that stack in that bag and that shit loaded
One minute she be in love yeah, 'cause I get that bag and I blow it
Yeah, uh bag on me, know a young nigga got that bag on me
Fly like I got wings attached to me
I be poppin', 100 bands on me
Pour out the bottle yeah, my bitch is a foreign lil' model
Yeah, she foreign, she fuck wit' me vato yeah
A few hundred K on me, water yeah
Like 300K for my automobile
I am a fly nigga from Summerhill
Plus some big rocks in my ear yeah, they like 20 thousand a pair
Yeah uh, she want the boy, yeah uh, next thang you know it
Yeah uh, we on tha floor, yeah, fuckin' front row it
Yeah, gon' and add that up, I just went and juiced the Patek up, uh
Been had juice before I got a cup, these niggas mad we up, yeah