Aight hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
This s**t kinda smooth
This intro kinda smooth smooth
This s**t is too damn short
This gone have to be an interlude
Yeah, this is a interlude
Aight let's get it
First off, I'm a start it off
With I beat it right
And she keep it tight
I'm just hoping she can rotate like rotisserie
Hol' up, hol' up, shorty hold the phone
Like I'm on the line
I don't even gotta hit her all the mother f*****g time
But when I do,
A rubbers what I don't chase
What I don't use
And shordi on the same page
She don't want it too
And she knowing that s**t fasho
Shorty know she through
Ain't nothing like real thing
And you know it's true, yeah
Ain't nothing like the real thing
And you know it's true
Ain't nothing like the real thing
And you know it's true
Ain't nothing like the (Real thing)
And you know it's true
(B***h)