1980
(专辑: Apply Pressure - 2020)
Uh-huh Something classic, something special Eng Take a
look at the
queen with a
crown on What a
tight squeeze, could you please turn around, ma? Pose for the
pics, say "cheese" for the
camera I
got what you need, take the
keys to the
Jaguar Champagne in the
tub, girl, I
can't get enough I
just wanna turn all that pain into love I
promise I
would never drag your name through the
mud And I
love it when you do that little thing with your tongue She my wife, but she better yet, my homie See the
pink face on the
Presidential Rollie Best thing I
ever did was when I
let her get to know me Said as long as you with me then you ain't never getting lonely PJs to Belize just for something to do I
feel a
different kind of high when I'm fucking with you All these other girls tripping and got something to prove Baby, you my ride or die, ain't got nothing to lose, yeah Baby, you the
baddest in the
room And you ain't gotta try too hard Baby, you the
baddest in the
room And you ain't gotta try too hard Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy (Ayy, Merk) She got class like it's 1980 (Lemme spit some') My significant other, she knew I
wasn't a
sucka She knew that I
was the
one and she knew that I
kept a
gun It was game involved when my money was small Didn't take but a
second to make it get tall A
lot of these suckas ain't in reality They think it's 'bout money, but it's really 'bout personality Gotta do your job right, gotta lay pipe Gotta get it cracking in the
middle of the
night Even when I'm wrong, I'm right, right? Happy wife, happy life, aight? Raised from the
gravel, the
concrete jungle, the
surface Where they boost and they rob and they dip and steal people purses No justice, just casualty Dirty police brutality I'm for my people, a
soldier, I'm for my culture Tryna play my position now that I'm older (Biatch) Baby, you the
baddest in the
room And you ain't gotta try too hard Baby, you the
baddest in the
room And you ain't gotta try too hard Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980 Swear to God that you drive me crazy She got class like it's 1980