Crew

I know summertime, down South, girls wear white tees

All my New York upstate girls in the Nikes

But all my T.O. girls, you know I got you

And they lyin' if they ever say I'm not the truth

I only wanna make you mine

And take it slow and take my time

So this one here is just for you

I'm slidin' by later, shawty

Me and my crew

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, uh

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, uh

Tell me where you at, shawty, tell me what you know, uh

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, G

This for my Houston girl, my New York girl

And T.O. girl, my Creole girl

My hold the phone and press record

That TiVo girl and she so thorough and

Don't think a nigga forgot about my B-more girls

That rock them weaves and see them curls

Say fuck a hater, she don't care

So this one represents my heart

Even though I had you from the start

So this one here is just for you

I'm slidin' by later, shawty

Me and my crew

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, uh

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, uh

Tell me where you at, shawty, tell me what you know, uh

Pull up on them girls and we swingin' on folk, G

So where y'all really had to go?

Where y'all goin'? Back out East?

Huh, I mean, you might as well just slide with me, I got two 40s and old weed

So lay back with it, mama, soon as we slide to the city