Lyrics: Bobby K Caldwell/Kevin Lamar Kilby
Music: John Antonio Carrington
****ed a couple best friends
Had them bitches high five
Both of them bitches bad
But one of them is not fine
Deep off in that water
Better blame that shit on my sign
Heard your niggas dying
You can tell them boy is not mine
Deep in that water
Got me swimming in the ocean
Fiending for her touch
Got me going through the motions
Nah I don't think it's love
Only feel it when I'm stroking
Nah it ain't the truth
But I know its got you open
Open highway
Bitch you know that I'm coasting
And I'm on my way
Get them sold
Then I'm gone quit
In my mind I need five
How I'm going to quit
Mama I need shine
And they dope sick
Pick and choose through life
But I really need a dope bitch
She whine about the time
Like why you always out of time
Know you ****ing and you lying
Just don't know what's on my mind
Wait your turn and simmer down like
Damn bae don't you trust me
Could you hold it down when it's ugly
Could you hold a pound in the front seat
Because I want to get right next to you
How far do you want to take it
Everytime you shake that ass it makes sense
Everytime you shake that ass it makes dollars
Knocked her off
She gave me head
Now I'm Al Qadea
****ed her outside of the club
You think it's real love don't you
Only got a love for drugs
You probably loving my opponents
You know where they live
If it's love
Go and let me go and put the squad on it
Do you love me
Do you
Do you trust me
Do you
Know I love undressing you
Cause I wanna get right next to you