You Make Me Say The Diplomats (Ft. J.R. Writer)

[Intro]

[Verse 1: J.R. Writer]
Now look at shorty, she laced in the flyest gear
Heart racing when I appear
Come pace with a pioneer (that's me) hunh
We could pace the entire teer, after that
Go and pack, we skatin' up outta here (let's go) yeah
Take a place in the mile fare, and fuck ya man
I'm ya man, be faithful when I ain't there (yeah)
I, see you draped in designer wear
Nice clothes, like those
I'll take you to buy a pair (come on)
Where, that's Paris to Milan
Fill ya bag up with Vuitton, you the baddest in the bon
Understand, I'mma rapper with some charm
Don't worry about them little groupies grabbing on my arm
Cuz that just ben my life, benz and ice
Swimming YIKES, often, stalking
Following, I'm in they sight
But you could come through, 1-2
Dim the lights, touch for touch, what's the rush
Mama you could spend the night

[Hook]
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
You make me say
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
You make me say
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
Over and Over
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)