[Verse 1:]
She be jumpin' up and down tryna fit that ass in.
Took her half an hour just to get that belt to fasten.
All she wanna talk about is partyin' and fashion.
Don't know where she's going I do not plan on asking, At all.
Cus her spirit is free.
And she, let's nobody else in except for me.
If her basement is locked, then I swear she would agree.l
I'm the only one she loves.
There's no copies of the key, Homie That's A Guarantee.
[Verse 2:]
Don't forget that Fendi purse that you put all your cash in
Kinda hard to concentrate when cameras are flashin'
Other dudes would suffocate her I don't want her gaspin'
Don't know where she's going and I do not plan on asking
At all, I've never been the type, felt alike
My connection with n-ggas that wanna fight over women, that's not right
There's too many in the World
Homie you can have your pick
But I swear that ones my girl
I swear that one's my girl...