Ryan Bowers - D.T.F. lyrics

[Verse 1] Girl, I told you not to fall in love with a player like me New city every night, plenty of wifeys Might be, in your town getting faded, wasted And you know we getting paid! I'll be dude for the night That dope white rapper that can get that p**y right She turn into a dope fiend over the pipe Hopped out the p**y like (Hey! Hey! Woo!) It's okay, we in this thing California dreaming Soon as I step on the stage, I hear them b**hes screaming Fiending for money and marijuana, the life of a west side player Too official might run for mayor Aye, don't get your heart broke Use your brain but I ain't talking bout your smarts though We only f**ing don't get lost in your feelings Baby, I'm on the move I promise I'm 'gon forget them, listen [Bridge x2] Can't you see I'm not what you need Girl, just pa** that weed and don't fall in love with me [Hook x4] Don't want no love, no love D.T.F., we down to f** [Verse 2] Girl, You too bad and I might label you perfect Beautiful inside as well as upon the surface Got me tongue tied, I eat the p**y in cursive But if we put in s**, you making your product {?} Baby, you got me tripping, thought you was out of my league Put them groupies on the bench and I made you my M.V.P But I can't believe That I got the greatest, you got me infatuated But I might be too fascinated cause girl you just that amazing Got my mind right, she got that brain good But you ain't bout to hit the breezy with the back wood Shawty, got the kicks, I got no brakes Ain't no stopping when I'm in the box Bout to get up out of it Bout to get back on tour and we mobbing To a new city, gonna see some new titties Gotta get a new b**h to come and get faded, get loose with me I can be with one chick when I'm old But now I got to get this dough on the road, So... [Bridge x2] [Hook x4] [Bridge x2]