Me & U (feat. ZayThuggin) Video (MV)

You my main thing, you been mine
Your phone number on lock
When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop
Where you wanna go? I'll take you there
To the club, or you wanna shop
You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag
Which one I'm gone cop
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you
Why I spend too much, but I stack enough
Always keep a rack when my girl with me
If you want a Gucci bag, Ima go and get it
I ain't even gone lie, you the baddest in the city
High heels on, real thick and she pretty
She got an accent, she a dark skin biddy
She got her skirt on but she pull it up when we in the bed
Lookin back when I'm beatin up her kitty
I ain't gone stunt cause we need to get a bag
She keep it real gangster, different type of bad
You know it's ZayThuggin, I don't even need a flag
Ima buy her what I want, man f*ck a price tag
She a black Puerto Rican, she want me to crack her butter pecan
I ain't gone lie it's cuffin season, I don't know where to start or where to begin
You want me to take you then spoil you, no need for you to pretend
She wanna settle down, take it serious, give me reason so I ease in
She like it and love it when we get to lovin
We thuggin in public, Just f*ck all the ruckus
We always mean muggin, I shot me a shot and made me a bucket
She want me to cuff it
You my main thing, you been mine
Your phone number on lock
When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop
Where you wanna go? I'll take you there
To the club, or you wanna shop
You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag
Which one I'm gone cop?
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you
Wanna be the type to get you hella things
Give me hella brain, give me better brain
Or don't mess with me, you so extra bae
Gucci bag, Louie bag
Who is that, poppin tags
Looking back, cool with that
Pullin hair, pullin tracks
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
That's what I wanna do, I'm so in love with you
You feel comfortable, And there better not be another dude
Who you f*ck with too or you f*cking too
Cause I done stuck with you for than a month or two
Won't be friends with you, and won't be next to you
If you second guess and got a second dude that's gone get you things
You materialistic
From now on all I'm gone get you is lipstick
You don't got nobody else, just me
Well that's great, I get you things
I put that on me, sorry baby I've been traumatized
Lot of lies, put aside, never mind
It is time to go inside
I promise I will love you better than them other guys
You my main thing, you been mine
Your phone number on lock
When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop
Where you wanna go? I'll take you there
To the club, or you wanna shop
You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag
Which one I'm gone cop?
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you
I gotta get me a bag for me and you
I gotta run up some cash for me and you