For The Paper

(álbum: Wonderland - 2016)

When I see you in the club
You know I had to show some love
And I know you got some haters
But you just do it for the
You just do it for the
You do it for the paper

Baby girl
One more time
While you on that pole
I know you daddy's little girl
But he ain't got to know
I know you love to entertain
Girl put on a show
There ain't no need for any lights
Girl your body glow

Nice and slow for the bro
Who just wanna tip ya
I ain't the one to spill my liquor
But I wanna lick ya
Grab my hand
Take me back
To your private show
You ain't gotta say a word
You my silent hoe

I'll unwind ya
Gotta find ya in designer clothes
All that designer
Got your main hoes turning into foes
Gotta go
Not really
I want better things
The way you dancing
You deserve yourself a wedding ring
Kraven

When I see you in the club
You know I had to show some love
And I know you got some haters
But you just do it for the
You just do it for the
You do it for the paper

I love the way you dance
Pop it to my music
Already got me hooked
And you ain't even start to move yet
I love the way you speed it up
Then slow it down for Houston
The baddest in the club is you
So you ain't gotta prove shit

Tell me one more time baby
Do you like attention
Do you like all the affection
Do you feel protected
Yeah I heard you give that brain
Like you went to Clemson
Pop that pussy
Just to relieve all that tension shawty

Work it hard
Work it
Work it for that scholarship
I love way you work that pole
Baby you model it
Taking pictures on the low
You my model chick
Ass so fat I think I'm a sponsor it
Kraven

When I see you in the club
You know I had to show some love
And I know you got some haters
But you just do it for the
You just do it for the
You do it for the paper