One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go
One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go
Look mamacita, I'm really digging your style
Ya eyes, ya ears, ya lips, ya nose, and ya mouth
I'm down to kick it
Oh fasho, that's no doubt
But once I leave the town, I'm out
What you ain't getting's a shout
Ok, I move
I shimmy, shimmy like this
She on her knees, she take a shower with my kids
I cracked my phone
And I'm so motherfucking pissed
That imma cop another one
Cause' homie, I don't give a shit nigga
One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go
One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go
You know how this go
You know how this go
Drop to your knees, baby hit the floor
Drop to your knees, baby hit the floor
Baby girl, baby girl
How you doing tonight
I'm sorry if I scared you, those weren't my intentions, aight
And hear me out
Yeah, I ain't like these other niggas, they light
And I don't act out of emotion
Yeah, my head been on tight
Ay, ay
What we doing tonight
Ay, ay
C'mon baby, let's slide
And if you feeling me, I'm feeling you
Then everything's fine
But don't be acting on no weird shit if we do it tonight
Let's go
One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go
One, two, three, four
Ain't coming with us
Keep your broke ass home
I'm bout' my paper, I love touching the road
And I'm sorry baby girl, but you know how this go