Hey

(Holiday Season!)

Yeah, yeah, uh

Baby you bad, come to my room
Tell me what time you coming through
Come to my room, baby you bad
That nigga crying, we got him sad
I'm doing crimes getting a bag
That nigga not wit' it that nigga a fag (You ain't know?)

Hey baby girl won't you come to my room, tonight
I'm fiending for you, tryna see what it do
Can I?
Bite on your neck and then bust on your boobs
Can I?
Put you in check and get your pussy wet, tonight
Your man isn't home and my girl with her friends
Let me come pick you up, I pull up in that Benz
You a slut just for me, keep the world out our 'biz
A-and like that we just closer than friends 'til the end
And you know that I know that you know that you lying
And I'mma play with that pussy like I play wit' yo mind
I'm a pimp with this charm bring your bitch, form a line (Aye aye)
Shawty pull up to the club and sip blood cause she fine
I'm peeping your bitch she fanned out, wit her tits I'mma sign
I took her out to the car and put dick in her spine (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
These hoes, music, and drugs take up all of my time (Yeah)

They take up all of my time, yeah (let's go, let's go)
(Aye, aye)