Ayye, Ayye Ayye Feet all on the couch and now I'm sippin somethin We wrong, we wrong, we wrong, we wrong If you got some pretty friends we gon bring
it doesn't pretty feels We're gonna bring em on Get it on, it on it on it on This is how we get it on Eeee Better I can read your mind, I love to redesign
thuggin' on them hoes Red bottom heals she got blood on her toes I was like damn where you from what's your name You the one I'm reppin' got it swingin' on
] [Verse 2: Red Cafe] Ugnh I did it yup yup I did it I'm super fly with it paper arrives with it Get the magazine if you wanna vibe with it That rich
Bronx lot Rifles on the roof, yeah we got him by a long shot We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot
guess, But I used a little too much force. We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out West Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was
the mary jane It's the last one to Paris Puff we can run a train Cause I wake up with sex on a plane Sippin' sex on a beach, havin' sex on a plane Game
brick It's like I'm doin a performance All eyes on we, Homegirl want me Say he on tha track, So tha track real funky Pants red monkey, Gucci go donkey
Send 3 more bottles to table 5. We buyin' out the bar, we livin' out life. We gettin' all right, shawties watchin' us. We like another club 'cause we
thuggin on them hoes Red bottom heals she got blood on her toes I was like "damn where you from? What's your name?" You know what I'm reppin got it swinging on
one, two Now when the funds due who still gonna front you Son dude you might get slumped on a humble Might get a stealth torpedo to make you tumble Cause hazard to ya hustle Knew it