How you doing? What's your name? I'm Gibby I wanna take you home and come show you a view of the city, get with me Now we turning the lights on Hop into the whip, hit a right with the brights on Only get with you after drinks and the right song Thought it had two zeros, I looked at the price wrong She ain't get with you cause you built like a tripod I could take her home, but I'm thinkin' I might not
You know I tried love, I could never try it again I don't think that I could ever like you more than a friend But let's go hit the mall together, lets go and spend a band You know happiness bеgins when selfishness еnds
Yeah, I swear she ain't all that But the ass so fat I bought the bitch a new bag, yeah And all I see is ass and titties for days She don't care 'bout the place Can't even look at her face
One time, it'll be alright Two times and your head ain't right Three times, you ain't really bright Lookin' at her thighs, but her face really ain't your type
Okay, her face a solid six, but her ass is a nine An average 7. 5 if you add and divide I mean that booty big enough to make a grown man cry And I could drown inside that pussy make grown man die, oh man I'm sending signals but she not that type of woman I'm tryna catch her home alone like she Macaulay Culkin My friends said she a three though I'm tellin' them it's more than I heard she was a mean girl, nicknamed her Lindsay Lohan My friends are saying "No bro, " I do it on the low though Girl, no ones gotta know, bitch, I'll go early in the A. M Who gives a fuck what they said? Their taste is just too basic Baby, face it, face to face when it's the greatest, no complainin' Saying if I gotta dine you, I don't mind, it got no budget If I'm being honest, being inside you is on my bucket list Yes I'm fuckin' with you but really don't wanna cuff a bitch I got some others lined up, so let me go call my publicist
Yeah, I swear she ain't all that But the ass so fat I bought the bitch a new bag, yeah And all I see is ass and titties for days She don't care 'bout the place Can't even look at her face
One time, it'll be alright Two times and your head ain't right Three times, you ain't really bright Lookin' at her thighs, but her face really ain't your type
Yeah, I swear she ain't all that But the ass so fat I bought the bitch a new bag, yeah And all I see is ass and titties for days She don't care 'bout the place Can't even look at her face
One time, it'll be alright Two times and your head ain't right Three times, you ain't really bright Lookin' at her thighs but her face really ain't your type (Okay)
Compositores: MC Gibby, MC Wasian, MC Kudge, MC Prophet, Yung Craka, MBRK & Geoff James Clark