[Hillel]
[First Verse]
I just wanna vibe with you
Watch you pop it like a stripper
Only got a couple dollars
But I still gotta tip you
Tired of being late for work
Borrow my impala
Just Bring that money to big poppa
Couple hunnids in your locker
Don't let them other shorty's stop you
You too real for this bullsh**
They gone block you
And lame a** n***as
Always tryna holla
But little do they know I'm masked up
In that Impala
Mixing business with my feelings
How'd I get in this position
-you got that bom bom
Always switching up positions
You used to be my stripper friend
But I'm in love with you
Private room with somebody else
Got a n***a trippin
[Chorus]
Girl you a fantasy
I keep on wishing you was mine
Always thinking bout you
But you thinking dollar signs
Had to be the one
That I fell for
[Verse 2]
You the reason why my trust
My trust f**ed up
Maybe I love you too much
And it's like magic when we touch
I can't get enough
Money counter on the dresser
Remix with compressor
Little liquor in my system
Girl I'm about to stretch you
Showed you some affection
And look at where it led
We can do it on the floor
We don't need a bed
It's almost 12 oclock
And you ain't even gettin dressed
Your boss is gonna k** you
I remember what he said
Hate to see my baby on the pole
But I like to see her drop it slow
Hate to see my baby on the pole
Go my hardest for you
You ought to know
[Repeat Chorus]
[Outro]
Girl you used to be my stripper friend (2x)