Yeah
Fucked with you when you was coming up
Had a good thing but I fucked it up
Shorty a freak cus she fuck a lot
We go to dinner, she looked at the waitress
And said that "you better not"
I call the waitress and tell her
"My shorty ain't happy
Her food and her attitude salty
Yeah I'll take your number to go
When you get off of your shift won't you call me"
(Hello?) I wouldn't call you my lady
I'd call you baby
I just wanna fuck on you lately
I'd rather fuck on you raw but I be behaving
I can't be having no baby
Why you be leaving them hickies on me?
Girl, I belong to the streets
Why you be leaving receipts?
You want them other girls thinking your something to me
All your friends telling marriage stories
This ain't your territory
I know you're lonely so just for tonight I'll be there for you
Baby I'm there for you
Oh-oh, shit then I'm gone
Three to five business days after you come
Shit, don't hit my phone
I know you've been having withdrawals
When I'm gone (when I leave you)
Why you always leaving your drawls
You ain't getting no calls
From my phone
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I know you've been having withdrawals
When I'm gone (when I leave you)
Why you always leaving your drawls?
You ain't getting no calls
From my phone
♪
Yeah
No
I know he bought it for you
But I'mma take it off
(Take it off)
(Take it off) shit
Your man a struggle rapper
He don't get you wet at all
I got that pussy soaking now
Shorty is that stroking deep enough?
I know you only call me when he's gone
I'm in the studio til' morn'
('til the morn)
I can't tonight girl how's tomorrow?
Oh
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I know you've been having withdrawals
When I'm gone (when I leave you)
Why you always leaving your drawls?
You ain't getting no calls
From my phone
(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Oh yeah-yeah-yeah)
♪
I know your man wanna be me
And you wanna see me
And every time he puts his hands on you
You're thinking of my hands
Running down your thighs baby
Every time I fucked on you
He could buy you all the nice things in the world
But the moment that I'm laying you down
You're my girl
You don't want him to know what we been
Doing up under the sheets on a late night
But every time that you see me you be smiling
I'm sure that he knows through the grapevine
He knows, you know
You know he knows