Lil Durk - WYDTM lyrics

Yeah Baby what you do to me Take a ride baby Take a ride baby Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Couple hate you baby I may Everybody left you, I say You backed out of a lot of relations And we ain't got a relation baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, baby Change your life, change your life Type of sh** that i do Make you fall in love Type of sh** that i do You got me screamin' to the top of my lungs You make me feel like i'm on top of the world Need a n***a like Durk, yeah We could start a family, OTF yeah He be off lean, still work yeah Thats good p**y, good stroke yeah All you b**hes mad, I came through And I lock you down, I hold you down I got you baby, thats right Walk, walk, real rider, cool right beside me Yeah, thats my baby I don't need no other driver Don't need cash i just buy Balnciaga's He a savage, I love everything about him like What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, baby Toss up Henny, so I can make love to you Like, f** up my n***a You f** with a savage So ima go crazy they f** with you Me you, no others, cool Dance, love, baby I want you Truth or dare so its true Wanna blow that p**y like a flute I wanna lay down on it, rapper sing on it, put a ring on it No Beyoncé We can be like Kim and Kanye Except you can be my fiancé Balenciaga's you can hide a joint My show money you can't afford Real sh**, ain't just recording Just made 2 hundred off touring These b**hes back on they phones Fake girls I love the fibbers Take hands of singles, I blow it Man I can't wipe these hoes, and she know it She want a relation and I'm all for it Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, baby