Lyrics: Kazarion Fowler/Kaelub Denson/Kevin Denson
Music: Kazarion Fowler/Kaelub Denson/Kevin Denson
Bottom line, tonight
No need to climb on top of meBend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Bottom line, tonight
Don't need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
We got them checks up, she f**in' with a winner
I'm at a straight crab and l'm a steak dinner
I'm mack-a-doshis givin' O.J. that dope d**
I'm nothin' like your man, lil' baby, that n** so weak
I Louis V the sneakers and double G her pumps
I'm on her for breakfast, she havin' me for lunch
She say safety precaution 'cause its slippery when its wet
Ain't tryna catch no fall so she tell me to watch my step
And you know i'm a Rich Kid, l ain't gotta brag
Bitches dig my pimpin' so they give me face like wash rags
She say, "Sabo, l f** with you 'cause you a boss kid
Now come and hit it from the back with yo' dog a**
Bottom line, tonight
No need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Bottom line, tonight
Don't need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Ha, I got more keys then a prison guard
I'm fly as tweety bird, fresher then an Altoid
I still rock the Trues, never been a liar, dude
Iget more ass then a fast-food toilet stool
Smokin' out my outfit, yeah, b**, that's geezer
Uck with pretty kind bitches but i'm stiff on skezers
I'm hotter then a fever, my pockets got the measles
I need a bad b**, for example, who? Trina
We got the whole city bendin' over
She ride the dick real good, a lady rollercoaster
Told her to turn around, arch her back and bend it over
And she my purple heart girl, yeah, my little soldier
Bottom line, tonight
No need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Bottom line, tonight
Don't need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Yeah,switchin' positions like we dancin'
Oh, how l like it in the bed and get demandin'
Ayy, we 'bout to Chris Brown run it
I beat it beat it beat it till you feel it in your stomach
i'm so high and l don't wanna come down
Please don't be silent, l wanna hear every sound
At the club, you promised you was ready
I am only tryna feel the water in your belly
Back door, side door,
that's just how we see each other
We wanna freak each other,
that's how he meet each other
Oops,l mean we met each other,
we wanna sex each other
That's right molest each other,
we just gon' arrest each other
Bottom line, tonight
No need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Bottom line, tonight
Don't need to climb on top of me
Bend over
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me
Now, don't you run from me