Letras
Woah, woah
Woah (is you real girl)
Woah, ooh, ooh (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Don't look at me like that
Look like you had a heart attack
I be smoking blunts, no paperback
Think you had too much, then you fell flat on yo ass
Now I'm asking will you please come back
Please come back
To the real world
Tell me are you real girl (you real)
Think you is my dream girl
But why you be watching my money like a paralegal (yeah)
Something isn't how it seems girl
Something isn't adding up
They ain't catching us
Yeah we standing up (yeah)
They won't hold me down
Even if I'm blacking out (yeah)
I ain't backing out
I won't go down without a fight (what, ooh-oo)
The stars look so good in the skylight
I'm in her mouth like orbit, off the gas I'm floating like a satellite (yeah, yeah)
Yeah that shit is out of sight
I
Trust me I want this to work (I do)
Baby calm on my nerves
Why are you ripping my shirt (don't do it)
Ain't it enough that it hurts
Ain't it enough that it's worse
Yeah Victoria Secret model, I prefer her with the bra off
Different color ways, cheffed up when the love gone
And my love's gone
But this no love song
I can't bring you home
You need to be alone
She might stay too long
And I can't do her wrong, yeah
And I can't trust this hoe
And I can't trust this hoe
And I can't trust her cries
You telling way too many lies
I can see it right in your eyes
I can see that you're about to die yeah
Yeah you, yeah you, yeah you 'bout to die yeah
Bitch I came with the fives yeah
And I can't cut no ties (you do)
I be smoking oak (what you)
You be smoking pine (yeah)
Either way you'll catch it when you come outside
Come outside yeah
Come outside yeah
Come outside yeah
Come out, come out
Come outside yeah