I count and count again
Yea i be adding up
Its bitches all around me and they tryna f*ck
They goin off a molly they been acting up
They pourin more Bacardi but i had enough
Bands on bands on bands
Yea we be stackin up
At a private party wit a couple sluts
We aint sayin sorry we just turnin up
If you aint livin luxury you outta luck
Came to no surprise
She seen all the signs
I meant dollar signs
And she want all of mine
Yea
She just cant decide
On who what where and why
Aint no compromise
I got a special price
Yea
And you gone have to oblige
If you gone want the prize
But i just cant deny
That you so f*ckin fine
Yea
And you aint actin shy
Yea thats my favorite type
Bet you can feel the vibe
Right by the candlelight
Yea
And i cannot lie
Yea
This just for the night
Yea
So dont you act surprised
Yea
When yo ride outside
Yea
Im a stand up guy
Yea
Despite the fact that I
Yea
Tend to play both sides
Yea
I just sniffed a line
Yea
Now i feel enlightened
Im just so young and righteous
The booth be changing climate
When i break the silence
Yo boo be chasing my check
But i just let her mic check
I swerve on auto pilot
My bands equate my mileage
We only add no minus
In case you need reminding
She suck me off politely
It is quite the sighting
Yea thats my little side ting
She play her role like broadway
Offed heem in the hallway
Not no Drake no broad day
They hate on me they salty
Its me myself and Marley
Im on the road like Harley
And back at home like hardly
And i aint feelin sorry
Im on a search Safari
For the Lamb and Rarri
Everything imported
And never have a shortage
From everywhere its pourin in
And i dont got no storage
So i cant save no shorty
Every bitch adore me
The cute the fine the dorky
The mat cover the door key
She say shell be here shortly
She keep askin for more of me
That pussy be in mourning
She scream like its a horror scene
Then ride me like a horsey
I go down like im orally
And then she get to pouring
I think that we gone need more sheets
She Greek like the sorority