2 AM on the Southside and I'm scrolling through my call log
Hope this bad one don't got me on call block
I can't have her until she solve all her problems
This shit ain't a habit, but I swear I'll gas you up
Your only job is to stay solid
Better not stand me up, you know you kissed that pinky promise
Got no time for a low rider, you said you want a high roller
My shawty so goddamn fine like a ticket, she met her quota
Told you that you mine, you can't tell me that it's over
Why she always whine? Cause I don't call her when I'm sober
You look good from behind, now lemme see you bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
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2 AM on the Southside and I'm scrolling through my call log
Hope this bad one don't got me on call block
I can't have her until she solve all her problems
This shit ain't a habit, but I swear I'll gas you up
Your only job is to stay solid
Better not stand me up, you know you kissed that pinky promise
Got no time for a low rider, you said you want a high roller
My shawty so goddamn fine like a ticket, she met her quota
Told you that you mine, you can't tell me that it's over
Why she always whine? Cause I don't call her when I'm sober
You look good from behind, now lemme see you bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Hope this bad one don't got me on call block
I can't have her until she solve all her problems
This shit ain't a habit, but I swear I'll gas you up
Your only job is to stay solid
Better not stand me up, you know you kissed that pinky promise
Got no time for a low rider, you said you want a high roller
My shawty so goddamn fine like a ticket, she met her quota
Told you that you mine, you can't tell me that it's over
Why she always whine? Cause I don't call her when I'm sober
You look good from behind, now lemme see you bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Bend it over
Writer: Trè Thompson
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