Yeah, ha
Young L
Based Sensation, nah'm sayin?
This for my rich girls, you know what I mean?
Ridin' in them Lex things, and them Beam things
And them Benz things, and them clean things
Bay, yeah

Fuck with a real nigga
I'm a real nigga, and I'm gettin' real figures
So fuck with me, Bill, oh yeah
I ain't gon' play games, but I ain't no playa, man
But I ain't gon' play you, babe, no
But, yo

You can't go wrong (go wrong)
Thinkin' nothing's wrong, uh-uh
Who's gonna drive you home, tonight?

Oh-oh, who's gonna drive you home?
Oh no, babe, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, baby, it's L
I walk around like my shit don't smell, ha, yeah
I'll upgrade you, it's just us two, nah'm sayin'?
What I said, fuck with a real nigga, nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm everywhere, you ain't never there and your man's a square
And I got long hair, and I don't care
But what, but what?

You can't go wrong (can't go wrong, baby)
Thinkin' nothing's wrong, uh-uh (don't act like ain't nothin' wrong)
Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (Gonna drive you home, oh-oh-oh)
You know you can't go on thinking nothing's wrong (baby)
Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (Who's gonna drive you home, tonight?)
Yeah, tonight, yeah

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Writer(s): Lloyd Omadhebo