Letras
You're always on my mind (Ziahfiyah)
You're always on my mind
Damn, damn, fine shit, stay on my mind, yes
That shit's the best from behind, on bro, I'm tall, so she gotta climb (uh-huh)
Lil' bad shit, my baby know she a dime (yes)
She not even close to her prime, I'm not sayin' that shit 'cause it rhyme
Whenever she with me, you know that it's mine
They play with my baby, might commit a crime (yes)
Hop in it, drive to the Matrix, damn
We gettin' white girl wasted, damn
Party life, I can't escape it, damn
I'm in her walls, I paint it, damn
She gettin' overly loopy, yup
Come take a trip to the movies
Brownskins, lightskins, we love the thooties, yup
W-We love the women with booty, damn
We gettin' white girl wasted, yup
This party life, I can't escape it, no (yeah, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
I told Joey, "Please, just bring out the hoes"
(Bring out the hoes, I bring out the hoes, I bring out the hoes)
Damn, missin' nothin', this party for me and the bros
Ayy, mmm, okay, baby girl, fuck it up (oh, oh, oh)
I got six hoes in a truck (oh, oh)
Omarion, all these bitches wanna touch, yes (oh, yes), like, yes (like, yes)
I walk in the store, like, "What you want?" (uh-huh)
Huh, all she want is Saint Laurent
I love my bitch, I can't get enough, uh-huh (okay)
Okay, swagger, ju' might give her the dagger (oh, oh)
These bitches love me like Mick Jagger (oh, oh)
She prayin' to me like the pastor (oh, oh)
My main bitch got a master (okay)
My other bitch, she a actor
And my other, other thing do some other things
We can speak about it after, yes (okay, okay)
Huh, huh, she gettin' white girl wasted, yes (like, yes, like, yes)
Hmm, can't save no ho, no S on my chest, okay (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Okay, she wanna eat me up, I tell her
"Baby, let's go to, say less", like, yes, like, yes
I want brownskin, darkskin, chocolate and all of the rest (yeah, wait, like)
Yeah, wait, look, I need a pussy to throw on the matha and all the sex, like, wait
Gave her the D and I'm stackin' the bills
'Cause I really get checks (yeah, wait)
Look, call me Count Jacksula, I feel like Dracula, bitin' the flesh, hoin'
I got my hand on the butt, like, I got my teeth in the nut, yeah, wait
I feel like Usher, might go for a mother as soon I confess, yeah, wait
No average Joe, I want moves like a GOAT
But she got me obsessed, yeah, wait
She won't suck the dick, I won't talk to that bitch
I'm not wastin' my breath, like, wait
I'm goin' to Starlets, it's Scissor Sunday, I'm wastin' my checks (wait)
That pussy gon' stay on my mind
I got so many bitches that keep me in line
I got so many eaters, they just wanna dine
Got a couple hit bitches, but most of them dyin'
I been stackin' them bridges, I ain't even sigh
The cloud shaped like her titties, I look to the sky
And the models do good, I can not even lie, but that pussy on my mind
Damn, damn, fine shit, stay on my mind, yes
That shit's the best from behind, on bro, I'm tall, so she gotta climb
Lil' bad shit, my baby know she a dime (yes)
She not even close to her prime, I'm not sayin' that shit 'cause it rhyme
Whenever she with me, you know that it's mine
They play with my baby, might commit a crime (yes), damn
We gettin' white girl wasted, yup
This party life, I can't escape it, no
I told Joey, "please, just bring out the hoes"
Damn, missin' nothin', this party for me and the bros
You're always on my mind (uh-huh)
Uh-huh (you're always on my mind)
You're always on my mind
On my mind