[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho!
[Chorus: J. Cole]
She gon' ride, yeah, damn she purrty
Give her diamonds, I can't wife her
Chef is cooking, I can't tote that
Getting dome, yeah, and I'm never nervous
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
And I'm always lurkin' (Lurkin') and her titties perky
She don't wear no draws (Draws) we just close the curtain (Close the curtain)
She don't look for love (Love) she ain't never searchin' (Searchin')
Independent bitch (Bitch) and she always workin' (Always workin')
I want you to be my bae
I'm talkin' every day slave, lil mama havin' her way, ayy (Yeah)
I bought them racks out to play
We give a fuck what they say, gotta get paid every day (Ah)
She gon' ride so I know she loyal (Know she loyal)
And she pretty so you know she spoiled (Know she spoiled)
I give her diamonds, treat her like she royal (Like she royal)
I just can't wife her, I ain't tryna worry (Tryna worry)
Chef in the kitchen, cook it like it's curry (Like it's curry)
I can't tote that Glock if it ain't got a thirty (Got a thirty)
Gettin' head in the foreign, that bitch got me swervin' (She got me swervin')
And I'm never nervous (Never nervous) all my bitches perfect
Mustard on the beat, ho!
[Chorus: J. Cole]
She gon' ride, yeah, damn she purrty
Give her diamonds, I can't wife her
Chef is cooking, I can't tote that
Getting dome, yeah, and I'm never nervous
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
And I'm always lurkin' (Lurkin') and her titties perky
She don't wear no draws (Draws) we just close the curtain (Close the curtain)
She don't look for love (Love) she ain't never searchin' (Searchin')
Independent bitch (Bitch) and she always workin' (Always workin')
I want you to be my bae
I'm talkin' every day slave, lil mama havin' her way, ayy (Yeah)
I bought them racks out to play
We give a fuck what they say, gotta get paid every day (Ah)
She gon' ride so I know she loyal (Know she loyal)
And she pretty so you know she spoiled (Know she spoiled)
I give her diamonds, treat her like she royal (Like she royal)
I just can't wife her, I ain't tryna worry (Tryna worry)
Chef in the kitchen, cook it like it's curry (Like it's curry)
I can't tote that Glock if it ain't got a thirty (Got a thirty)
Gettin' head in the foreign, that bitch got me swervin' (She got me swervin')
And I'm never nervous (Never nervous) all my bitches perfect
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