Street Love Video (MV)

(Bos goin' crazy)
(Kutta, cut that shit up, man)

I'm tryna put my player card up
So sick and tired of gettin' caught up
I need somebody I could love
5'5", pretty brown eyes, and a thug, she my street love
I'ma get your makeup done
Ever since I got with you, feel like a champion
She my street thug, she my street love
She my street thug, she my street love

I'm back out grindin', she be wonderin' when I'm comin' home
If I don't do this, then I can't buy you them designer clothes
I can change the climate from the way lil' shawty wrist froze
The chair massage you, the double-R butterfly doors
Every time that I got a problem, I know lil' shawty pullin' up
Spent every dime on my partner to try to get him out the hood
I gotta ride with these choppers, that's every time I hit the road
Like, baby, there go the coppers, like tell me would you tuck my dope?
Every time that I fell down, lil' shawty lifted me up
I f*ck with you 'cause every time that I come 'round, it be love
She put my pistol on her side, I swear lil' shawty a thug
Only thing that I don't like about her, she be trippin' 'bout nothin'

I'm tryna put my player card up
So sick and tired of gettin' caught up
I need somebody I could love
5'5", pretty brown eyes, and a thug, she my street love
I'ma get your makeup done
Ever since I got with you, feel like a champion
She my street thug, she my street love
She my street thug, she my street love

She my street thug like a street sign
February one-four, would you be my V-tine?
I'm signin' up for them digits, I'm grindin' from out the kitchen
She know that I'm in the trenches, like every day, on a mission
She know that her nigga wicked, I feel like shawty the realest
Like matter fact, we the trillest, the sickest, I'm talkin' illest
I'm grindin', I can't get near you, she cryin' and I get the tissue
I'm tryna stack up these millions, like f*ck it, get out your feelings
The sickest that's in the city, I f*cked her, fixed up her titties
I'm jokin', she call me silly, I love you like really really
That Danny Phantom, I get it, I copped it from out of Philly
I asked her one of her wishes, she want me cut off my bitches

I'm tryna put my player card up
So sick and tired of gettin' caught up
I need somebody I could love
5'5", pretty brown eyes, and a thug, she my street love
I'ma get your makeup done
Ever since I got with you, feel like a champion
She my street thug, she my street love
She my street thug, she my street love