When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked, I'm sippin' on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on Jack, $60 in her panties with my number on the back
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a dark and corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, when we that, And baby chases like she don't what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, Punk Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, me up in the headphones; sounds good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, lookin' at me tell 'em, "come and get some," 'Cause I'm on some Jack, Sip, Sippin' on Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I them as my friends
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the is gone, we know that, And baby chases she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, Punk whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles
it down, the nice, 'Cause I can't keep coming back
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one inside locket, happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it, If I all I've done, I be trapped inside that locket
You put my in a box, It was the one inside locket, What happened to the keys that used to in your pocket, fingers say to come, But eyes say I should stop it, If I regret all done, I be trapped inside that locket
You put my picture in a box (cause I've it before) It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that used to jingle in pocket (and I don't care anymore) Your say to come, But your eyes say I stop it (and I just want you to know) If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight)