Lyrics
Catch me at yo job on a weekday
Got me paying whatever the door fee say
You need more than a dollar bill,
Know you want them Gucci and them Prada heels
You gon have to bust it open just to keep it real
Got me committed to that thang dont need no deal
Hypnotize, hypnotize, when you on the pole im dreaming im in them thighs
Got me blown all my money but it’s alright
Im knowin you just bad and nigga just paid a price
But it’s all good okay, a nigga aint come here to play
No I dont need change, throwin dollar bills watch em fall down your face
Girl this aint no work day, this a work day
Fuck it up how you do, do, do
No ones around girl it’s just me and you
If ima get sprung, girl fuck it, It’s not like I aint see it comin
Fuck it up how you do, do, do
Fuck it up baby just how you used to
I’m into you baby and I wont use you,,
No darling, baby thats not my usual
Who you stalling,
How you got me it’s pathetic, i regret it
Got me thinkin marriage, when’s the wedding?
Ice you up it’s flawless on the carrots
Ride around the town in horsey carriage