[Intro: XV]
Yeah
You know what it is
Vizzy Tone, uh
[Verse 1: XV]
Okay I guess I’m back on my shit again
Baby girl the one and I just hope that she listenin’
I ain’t givin’ lines, ain’t nothin’ assemblin’
And even when I try to act like I’m a gentleman, I’m givin’ in
Tryna get her wet like she a gremlin
But I be outta state so we cope like citizen
We writin’ notes like we ten again
But she cold like December wind
And she keep buyin’ wrong size jeans
Cause she know I like skin when she keep tryna fit ‘em in
And I hope that you know what this hotel clerk know
When we get this room, we gon’ get it in
Soon as we punch in, they gonna kick us out
She a quiet girl, but her friends is loud
They know what Vizzy ‘bout, cause she ain’t talkin’ bout
A comedian when she be braggin’, sayin’, “And he dick me down”
And ain’t I used to just sit around?
I’mma own this square she don’t get around
I hope that head game good enough to fit a crown
We goin’ blow for blow and baby ain’t gon’ win a round
She love that leg up, throat choke, pin her down
Keep my head up on that rowboat ‘til I drown
Cause I would never get up out it
Especially if you in my favorite outfit
Yeah
You know what it is
Vizzy Tone, uh
[Verse 1: XV]
Okay I guess I’m back on my shit again
Baby girl the one and I just hope that she listenin’
I ain’t givin’ lines, ain’t nothin’ assemblin’
And even when I try to act like I’m a gentleman, I’m givin’ in
Tryna get her wet like she a gremlin
But I be outta state so we cope like citizen
We writin’ notes like we ten again
But she cold like December wind
And she keep buyin’ wrong size jeans
Cause she know I like skin when she keep tryna fit ‘em in
And I hope that you know what this hotel clerk know
When we get this room, we gon’ get it in
Soon as we punch in, they gonna kick us out
She a quiet girl, but her friends is loud
They know what Vizzy ‘bout, cause she ain’t talkin’ bout
A comedian when she be braggin’, sayin’, “And he dick me down”
And ain’t I used to just sit around?
I’mma own this square she don’t get around
I hope that head game good enough to fit a crown
We goin’ blow for blow and baby ain’t gon’ win a round
She love that leg up, throat choke, pin her down
Keep my head up on that rowboat ‘til I drown
Cause I would never get up out it
Especially if you in my favorite outfit
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