Eatin' popeyes chicken like im C-mac
Don't even know where my
Eatin' popeyes chicken like im C-mac
Don't even know where my bitch at
All i know she gone comeback with my damn bag
Catching all these flights
I got jet lag
Sunny day in LA like 80 flat
Cruising round' town in a boring scat
(team beam)
Saw yo baby momma & her friend kate
They had a flat tire so i said "aye"
Do you need help? im feeling good today
(feeling good)
She said nah cause she called triple A
(oh)
Smiled, & gave her info & place
Ever had 2 hoes on they knees give you face?
Later on, i took a flight to the bay
Met a rich bitch, & she payed for my stay
(cha-ching)
Made me feel great
Made me feel safe
Like my money vault
Rolled up then we smoked up
Then i told her
Take me on a trip i'd like to go some day
She said, take me to new york i'd like to see LA
(oh she a traveler)
I just wanna get freaky wit you
We both got bands baby what you wanna do
I just wanna get freaky wit you
We both got racks baby what you wanna do
Eatin' popeyes chicken like im Cmac
Don't even know where my bitch at
(where she at?)
All i know she gone comeback with my damn bag
Catching all these flights
I got jet lag
Landed in vegas & i'm already drunk
Walked up the strip, but it wasn't fun
(hell nah)
Ambushed by some women looking for easy love
Told em' get up off me if you ain't got my funds
(i told em')
Take me on a trip i'd like to go some day
She said, take me to new york i'd like to see LA
I just wanna get freaky wit you (& you)
We all got bands baby what ya'll wanna do
I just wanna get freaky wit you (& you & you)
We all got racks baby what ya'll wanna do