Bless up There´s some bad bitches out there that I really wanna sex up They´ll probably only let me fuck cause I´m next up
Got me feeling like a nigga now, yessir Running through ´em, looking for a down bitch It´s like looking for them hitters on SoundClick Hoping someone else ain´t already killed it Wait up, for real, you exclusive? I found it Baby, say it´s true I don´t wanna have to wait on you These are things I gotta say to you Make me feel irreplaceable, baby Cause I can´t call it You fuck with other niggas, I won´t even bother Young poppa, tell ´em who taught you Let me put my stamp on it, let me crop all them other niggas Out the picture, I say fuck them other niggas Won´t you say it with me? My homeboy left the crib to me, baby, you should stay with me
For as long as I´m here, baby that´s okay with me For as long you want, baby that´s okay with me For as long you want, baby that´s okay with me
How does it sound? Sound? Fuck it girl, come spend the night with me Say whatever, just don´t lie to me Stepping out, know I want you on the side of me Mama, you could come work, full-time with me Roll through in the Bimmer, get inside ´Til the wheels fall off, that´s how long you can ride with me Yeah, that´s word to Stephen Garrett, come ride with me (Yeah yeah) Say it one more time for you These are things I gotta say to you Make me feel irreplaceable