Look, you know I got that work
You can get it first
I'm tryna pull up, skrrt/skirt, I ain't talking bout no car
I'm talking about my hand that's rubbing all on ya thigh
You handing over ya draws, well let me take off ya bra
Look, said I got that work, work, work, work, work, work
I k** every verse, verse, verse, verse
I put the beat up in a hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse
Probably why they lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
You, drive me up a wall, Oh I'll/oil change, your mind up like auto start
Instantly, we gonna blaze a fire from just a spark
Remember when you popped my tire up on my car?
Guess, I'm getting what I deserve, babygirl
I need you to come and be in my life
Because still, it's only you already made up my mind
RIng on your finger, I'm trying to make you my wife
Yeah I got it cheap, I bought that sh** out of spite
And yeah I had the money, I'm sorry I wasted ya time
What you talking bout, I put you on to designer
Tall, light skin now you looking like Rihanna
And sometimes I say that you crazy like an asylum
But you the only girl that he want right here beside him
Gave you full support, ain't even got a child though
When was the last time you was genuinely smiling
Guess I gotta work, work, work, work, work, work
You seen be do my dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
I put this beat up in a hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse, hearse
Probably why they lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
Nah, nah, nah, no, no, no
Me no care if him hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurtin
(laughs) was that good?
f** it, perfect