Look, you know I love a tiger (grrt)
She got the buns, I admire, huh
I'm 'bout to buy that bitch a car
I'm 'bout to send RD the wire (wait)
You know I love a tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire, huh
She like, "Poppy, you on fire," huh
She like, "Poppy, you on fire," woo
.44 barkin', ayy, hold on
Louder than the church choir, huh
I do a drill in a suit, huh
Then I change my attire
Look, she throw that ass back in a quick sec'
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she go talk about it on her Facebook
I'm like, "Baby, I thought we was past that?"

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Writer(s): Bashar Jackson