L8R
[Verse 1]Yo, you rocking with the man crookYou can get your man took quicker than your hand shookNo frontin', it’s about his paperHe a giver, I’m a taker and a fibber and a fakerYou gotta spend a lot for this behaviorIf it ain’t about a dollar, I’m a holler at you later
[Bridge]Yeah, you already knowI get the dough and it’s never slow (and it's never slow)Let me know, and if you don’t, it’s whatever, yo(Pay, pay, pay)Gotta get it, gotta get, I gotta get itYou gotta spend a lot for this behaviorIf it ain’t about a dollar, I’m a holler at you later
[Verse 2]Light skin world, light skin girlsSwitching his vanilla cause he likes that swirl, yeahHe like black girls and he love a musicianI'm fucking with this older nigga, he a fucking magician, sonHe tricking off, cause my verse perverseAnd jerking off when a bitch rehearse himAnd when I lift the skirt, your nigga never gotta be coercedTo just squirt and he eats the dessert and that’s some real shitI mean real tits, nice ass, tight twatDome fucking up a nigga home, call a bitch S.W.A.TUh, I get it tighter than a gridlockOpen your face and let a bitch squatI tell him you should let his bitch watchCause she wanna kiss, nahI tell her she could lick this boxCause I ain’t really with that dick-swapEven if you switch socksBitch is fishier than Chip ShopAnd he was praying that her shit popEvery time I say deeper, I get it warmer than a space heaterNo ordinary taste either, it's that candyHe was tryna lick it off the seam of my pantiesI was tryna kick him out, but he was like can he-Eat a little dinner, want to sit with my familyNah, there's probably not a lot in this containerIf it ain’t about a dollar, I’m a holler at you later (ha!)