Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
Thought you were YSL the brand but you YSL the gang
You do him oh so slimey oh so grimey
Get up on me
And I know it's wrong but damn this shit turn me on
What we have is temporary so why do I want you to be my lady?
I know this isn't love why do I want you think I'm going crazy
Every time you with me you fog my brain the way we get so steamy
I get why you want me
Im so fresh and you so slimy
I got so much designer on me
Can you alphabetise 'em for me ?
On Monday I'm rocking Amiri
Tuesday I'm wearing Burberry
Next day she show me her cherries
Thursday I drip in Dior Dior
Friday I'm f*cking her abroad abroad
Take that bitch to Europe for sure
Saturdays she want Fendi Fendi
Sunday I'm yelling Givenchy 'venchy
My ex still work at drive-thru Wendys
Heron Preston my shoes
She want Louis Vuitton on her boobs
Give me both I don't like to choose
And your girlfriend call me rude
'cuz I don't call her
She hidin shit from you
And I just tell her
Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
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Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
Thought you were YSL the brand but you YSL the gang
You do him oh so slimey oh so grimey
Get up on me
And I know it's wrong but damn this shit turn me on
What we have is temporary so why do I want you to be my lady?
I know this isn't love why do I want you think I'm going crazy
Every time you with me you fog my brain the way we get so steamy
I get why you want me
Im so fresh and you so slimy
I got so much designer on me
Can you alphabetise 'em for me ?
On Monday I'm rocking Amiri
Tuesday I'm wearing Burberry
Next day she show me her cherries
Thursday I drip in Dior Dior
Friday I'm f*cking her abroad abroad
Take that bitch to Europe for sure
Saturdays she want Fendi Fendi
Sunday I'm yelling Givenchy 'venchy
My ex still work at drive-thru Wendys
Heron Preston my shoes
She want Louis Vuitton on her boobs
Give me both I don't like to choose
And your girlfriend call me rude
'cuz I don't call her
She hidin shit from you
And I just tell her
Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
Thought you were YSL the brand but you YSL the gang
You do him oh so slimey oh so grimey
Get up on me
And I know it's wrong but damn this shit turn me on
What we have is temporary so why do I want you to be my lady?
I know this isn't love why do I want you think I'm going crazy
Every time you with me you fog my brain the way we get so steamy
I get why you want me
Im so fresh and you so slimy
I got so much designer on me
Can you alphabetise 'em for me ?
On Monday I'm rocking Amiri
Tuesday I'm wearing Burberry
Next day she show me her cherries
Thursday I drip in Dior Dior
Friday I'm f*cking her abroad abroad
Take that bitch to Europe for sure
Saturdays she want Fendi Fendi
Sunday I'm yelling Givenchy 'venchy
My ex still work at drive-thru Wendys
Heron Preston my shoes
She want Louis Vuitton on her boobs
Give me both I don't like to choose
And your girlfriend call me rude
'cuz I don't call her
She hidin shit from you
And I just tell her
Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know
Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go
Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag
You the baddest lil biddy I done f*cked with lemme be your man
Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can
She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan
No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city
I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty
Writer: Hirday Bajwa
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