C# [Intro] E Let's go C#m (Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin' beat? Ah, nah) E C#m E You know it's Baby, nigga, hahaha C#m Hah E (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one), ha [Chorus] C# E She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh) C#m E I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah) C#m E Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive C#m E We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go) [Verse 1] C# Fill 'em with vibes (Yeah), get in and ride (Yeah, yeah) And no, a nigga not blind (Uh-uh) E But I keep the stick and I'm firin' (Bitch) C# I ain't met a nigga in life B That's fuckin' with me, say he did, then he lyin' (Mmh, mmh) C#m Got so many vibes stuffed in the car E We can fuck them hoes six at a time (No cap) C#m C# E I make them hoes say, "That nigga so fine" (Ooh) E "Girl, he got the dick you can feel in your spine" (Yeah) C#m Yeah, that what they say about Baby E You know that them bitches don't play about Baby C#m Baby should go run for president B Look what God did, took his time with me (Yeah, yeah) E Got a red and white ho like a peppermint (Ooh) C#m B Book the hotel, take the vibes in C# She gon' fuck me and fuck on my brethren (Uh) My brother 'nem, havin' three hoes in the king size I ain't finished yet (Mmh), get another bitch (Mmh) E Got her ridin' dick and screamin', "Yeehaw" (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh) C#m Make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (Huh?) C# E Did a handstand, I'm like, "Wow, girl" (Okay, okay) C#m E Got me fuckin' her upside-down (Ooh, mmh), baow, baow C#m D Yeah, we goin' dumb, say she wanna cum (Mmh) E I'm lookin' like, "When?" She lookin' like, "Now" C#m Some more came in, say they want it too E I tagged in my brother, bitch, I'm out (Bye), I know [Chorus] C#m E She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah) C#m E I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah) C#m E Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive C# We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go) E She wanna fuck on me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh) C#m C# E I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah) C# E Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive C#m D# We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Look) [Verse 2] C#m E Let's get on a jet (Yeah), come give me some neck (Yeah, yeah) C#m E She ain't pickin' up (Huh?), and her nigga just called, she gon' send him a text C# B E I don't need no doc', bitch, you know I'm a dog, better send me the vet C# B Ever made you a million? I tell 'em, "Riddle me that," ain't offended me yet C# B My bitch drink Bacardi, I'm in this bitch feelin' like 'Set (Okurr), quarter mil' on my neck C#m B E One-point-two on the crib, four hundred thou' on the whip, dickin' down your lil' bitch C#m I'm 'bout to go buy me a coupe (Zoom) D# E Pull up, make the doors raise the roof (Yeah) C#m Louis V army fatigue (Yes, sir) B E Hop out with a pole like a troop (Yeah, get in there) C#m Baby Ray Allen from three (Swish) E You leave me open, I shoot (Baow, baow) C#m We like Martin and Pam at the hotel (Uh) D# E We kickin' hoes out, get the boot (Mmh) C#m These hoes catchin' bodies, they 'bout it (Yeah) E We having new vibes in the lobby (New vibes) C#m That's wherever we go, ain't no problem (No problem) E I just told a bitch no, she was childish (Bye) C# Pulled up like [Chorus] E She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh) C#m E I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah) C#m E Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive C#m We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes
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