[Verse 1]
She be jumping up and down
Trynna fit that a** in
Took her half an hour
Just to get that belt to fasten
All she wanna talk about is partying and fashion
Don't know where she going
But I do not plan on asking at all
Cause her spirit is free
And she, lets nobody else in except for me
If her basement is locked, then I swear she would agree
I'm the only one she loves
There's no copies of the key
Homie, that's a guarantee
[Verse 2]
Don't forget that Fendi purse that you put all your cash in
Kinda hard to concentrate when cameras are flashin'
Other dudes would suffocate her, I don't want her gaspin'
Don't know where she's going
And I do not plan on asking at all
I've never been the type, felt alike
My connection with n***as that wanna fight
Over women, that's not right
There's too many in the world
Homie, you can have your pick
But I swear that ones my girl
I swear that one's my girl!