Bitch
Hit me with your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me with your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and fuck me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Yeah, 11:30, we gon' pull up in a—
B-b-b-b-black Benz, takin' all the niggas
We gon' pop a couple poppers, pop a couple jiggas
While they p-p-p-p-poppin' paparazzi pictures
I got my bitches in the back, and my bros in the front leadin'
He keep lookin' at me, I'ma make that boy a whole eater
I'ma fuck his friend too, baby, I'm a whole cheater
We can go to France, Eiffel Tower
Y'all both need a, real ass one (Ass one)
More dick, more coin, than your last one (Last one)
Fuck that nigga, baby, damn, he ain't that fun
I mean, do he got a song with Daft Punk?
I mean, do he hit the club and his song come on?
Do he rock a weave thirty inches long?
Hmm, do he got a sold out tour?
Do that nigga know Anna Wintour?
Hit me with your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me with your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and fuck me
I'll be waitin' on ya
He said let's hit the back, hit the back, hit the backroom
You be the carpet, I be the vacuum
We can get a hand, we can get it on
Tonight I'm on a xan, tonight I'm in the zone
I don't wanna
