[ Featuring Treety ]
I'm that bitch, I'ma dime, I be on fleek
Bet that money make you turn into a freak
You a angel but a demon in the sheets
And if them hoes ain't f*ckin' with you, 'cause them hoes, they can't compete
Don't keep me waiting
You know I don't do chasing (they be chasing)
You took a L, let's face it (you gotta face it)
F*ck, now you gotta be patient
Now that shit beyond me
Now you gotta catch me outside, link when I get back to New Orleans (in New Orleans)
I'll be there shortly
Feeling you, shawty, yeah
I'm like everybody type (everybody type)
Got it popping on the first night
Yeah, I was on the first flight in
Now we outside again, now we outside again, hair done
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Where the party at? You wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it-
Where the party at? You wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it-
She don't like me, but I bet that she gon' speak (she can't stand me)
And any bitch that's f*cking with you 'cause of me (it's 'cause of Treet')
You know I'm hotter than Miami, like the heat, tss (you know I'm hot)
And if he 'round me, that's because he proud of me, ayy
Turn me up and don't ever turn me down, ayy
I got my white, and my bitches got the brown, ayy
One night only 'cause we way from outta town (from New Orleans)
And if you hate me, you gon' really hate me now, look
You ain't a dime, then bitch, get up (you gotta get up)
All my bitches' titties sit up (my bitches sit up)
Your cup empty, you should fill up (better fill up)
I turn you on 'cause I'm the realer ('cause I'm the realest)
Treet'
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Where the party at? You wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it-
Where the party at? You wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it-
Turn you down
Turn you down
You won't let it turn you down
Turn you down
Turn you down
Turn you down
You won't let it turn you down
Turn you down
