Yeah
Oh, baby

Now the word around town, 'round town that boy goin' crazy (goin' crazy)
It's been a while since I been out, think I'm 'bout to whip that Mercedes (that Mercedes)
And my wrist keep drippin', grain grippin', I'm doin' 180 (doin' 180)
Now I used to be pimpin', be pimpin' but how can I say this? (But how can I say this?)
Girl, I'm tryna fuck with you (girl, I'm tryna fuck with you)
Girl, don't take no pictures, don't take no pictures (girl, pictures)
Girl, sorry if I'm slurring my words, I've been drinking (girl, been drinking)
Mixin' that liquor (mixin' that liquor)
I rolled up when I woke up (when I woke up)
I brought more if you want some (if you want some)
You say you don't really give a fuck (give a fuck)
I really hope that you know what's up
I ain't playin', oh no (ain't playin'), I ain't playin', no whoa

When my mind's fucked up, I just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three
Girl, I'm way too drunk, I just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three

And I hope you do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do

Need some more liquor, yeah
Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm not no swimmer
But I would go deep in that ocean like Flipper, oh yeah, oh yeah

When my mind's fucked up, I just don't care at all
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three (three)
Girl, I'm way too drunk (too drunk), I just don't care at all (oh)
I just hope you pick up when it's two or three

And I hope you, yeah
Do (you do)
Do (oh na)
Do (do-do-do-do, yeah)
Do
Do (you do, do ah)
Do
Do (yeah, yeah)
Do (and I hope you-)
Do (do, ah)
Do (do)
Do
Do (oh baby)
Do (do)
Do (do)
Do (do)
Do (do)

She got the keys to my house and my heart, I hope that she save me (that she save me)
And she know I'm gon' lay the pipe, pipe down, I turn that bitch crazy
Why you trippin'? You won't even listen 'cause you used to all the niggas
I promise I'm different, different

And I hope you take off your clothes, know I'm persistent
I know that that ass is soft
You got the glow, don't care 'bout them sheets, girl
Let's come take them covers off
When we making love, girl, I just might take the rubber off (take the rubber off)
And if you fuck them niggas and cheat on your nigga, then what you gon' do to me?
Girl, I hope you, huh
Girl, don't listen to them bitches, oh
Girl, don't tell your business, don't tell your business
And girl, just tell me the truth, I'm fucking with you

And I hope you
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do
Do

Need some more liquor, yeah
Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Bobby Joseph Turner Jr., Christopher Dotson, Christopher Maurice Brown, Danielle L. Jones, Floyd E. Bentley Iii, Ishmael Sadiq Montague, Kelvin Raynard Jr. Brown, Kyle Albert West, Lyrica Anderson, Mbeng Denzel Ayuk, Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax