Your p**y good like angel cake
So I put up with all them games you play
Girl I'm gon' make you say my name today
I hold you down like a ankle weight
I hold your hair if you drank to late
I hope it ain't too late
Cuz you been hearing all that sh** from yo friends
So now we back at it like Daniel with the Vans
But girl I'm tryna work I got this hammer in my pants
And I give yo a** a show like you standing with the fans
Cuz your voice like music, I listen to you
Now I never tell you nothing if it isn't the truth
But when you tell me that you love me girl you give me the juice
We got the devil tryna stop us there ain't sh** he can do