| Yo [Incomprehensible] | |
| I love, love that thing you do | |
| And I can't get my eyes, my mind off you, | |
| I'm infatuated | |
| And you're my baby, and you complete me | |
| Your number, | |
| I'll call you and maybe we can hook up later | |
| And keep it gangster | |
| My design one of a kind, yeah, | |
| I'm on my grind | |
| Got a shorty that still trip but | |
| I ain't lost my mind | |
| I just party and bullshit, my attitude, | |
| I'm good ma | |
| They say I'm hood rich 'cause | |
| I drive big cars | |
| Gettin' Guac, middle finger to cops | |
| They say, "When you meet the one, all the thug should stop" | |
| I met this shorty the other morning, on my way in ya all | |
| She was bad, | |
| I didn't call, | |
| I'm a day in ya all | |
| But, that's the rules, we don't make 'em, we don't break 'em | |
| I don't sweat 'em, | |
| I forget 'em and find a way to shake 'em | |
| But, I put a holla to her, | |
| I spit lava at her | |
| She from the burbs, | |
| I'm from the jecks, trust that don't matter | |
| She into books too, | |
| I'm off the books with the things | |
| I doBut that's between me and you | |
| And I don't really phone tag it a lot, | |
| I'm in the wagon a lot | |
| With different dimes on the passenger side, | |
| I'm likeI love, love that thing you do | |
| And I can't get my eyes, my mind off you, | |
| I'm infatuated | |
| And you're my baby, and you complete me | |
| Your number, | |
| I'll call you and maybe we can hook up later | |
| And keep it gangster | |
| Everyday I'm on the grind, but my mind's on you all the time | |
| And I scoop you like a soldier would | |
| I'm in the woods, top down like | |
| I don't got a hood | |
| They say 'opposites attract' and it's true' | |
| Cause girl, | |
| I'm from the gutter, where the bundles will move | |
| And you, is from where it's cool and quiet at night | |
| It ain't no young'ns who supplyin' the white, right | |
| But that's a different story, let's get back to the night | |
| You've got a body, | |
| I can handle it right, right? | |
| And I know you heard about me, beyond the rumors about me | |
| I'm the flyest a little youngin could be, be | |
| And you'll see with us together, it's money, diamonds, whatever | |
| Little momma is you ridin' with me, me? | |
| And I love the thing you do, so baby girl never change | |
| And forever we can do that thing 'cause | |
| I love, love that thing you do | |
| And I can't get my eyes, my mind off you, | |
| I'm infatuated | |
| And you're my baby, and you complete me | |
| Your number, | |
| I'll call you and maybe we can hook up later | |
| And keep it gangster | |
| Now you know my stees'' | |
| Cause I ain't gotta smooth that to do that thing | |
| And it only took a night to get it right, grip it tight, hit it right | |
| Figure out that you a rider for life | |
| Down for whatever we go through it together | |
| You know the boys style, way beyond all the regular | |
| I need a switch, like a fiend need fix | |
| Every G, need a down ass chick, to click, that's sick | |
| I love, love that thing you do | |
| And I can't get my eyes, my mind off you, | |
| I'm infatuated | |
| And you're my baby, and you complete me | |
| Your number, | |
| I'll call you, and maybe we can hook up later | |
| And keep it gangster | |
| I love, love that thing you do | |
| And I can't get my eyes, my mind off you, | |
| I'm infatuated | |
| And you're my baby, and you complete me | |
| Your number, | |
| I'll call you and maybe we can hook up later | |
| And keep it gangster |