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Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
She told me come through
Nigga, where you at
Riding around downtown, Right around the autocrat
I know shorty an acrobat
Hit somethin and caught a flat
Don't worry, I handle that
Cause shawty got a thundercat, Should've stretched at the doormat
F*cked around and caught a cramp
But I'm straight and at this rate, I'ma be a couple minutes late
For my date and out the gate
She done ate me off a plate, Head made me levitate
Focused like I meditate
I grind like there ain't no better days, My bitch told me I'ma shake that phase
Ain't no way
Onto the next money move while she blaze
And how she praise me like a god, But I have yet to be amazed
A bitch have yet to restore my faith
A nigga have yet to make me afraid
But the way she ride the dick, I just had to get a taste
She told me I'm wrong for duckin' her
Well, that ain't even the case
Talkin' bout she got a big brother, Well, I yet to see his face
Still go to the crib every night, Did it just to the nut in her face
What a disgrace, ah
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Girl, you lookin' super cool
Like you got the moves
And if it's true I got em too
We should make em, We should make em
And I don't mean to sound rude
I'm not that type of dude
But if you ain't about your cake
Then we ain't cakin
You see I'm not your average dude, lil' baby
I be thankin' people like I'm still in school, lil' baby
So if you ever make me choose, lil' baby
Just remember that I'm not your average dude, lil' baby
Because I never put a hoe before the dough
Never did, that's a no
Rather spoil you with my love
Than to love you being broke
I'm a seventh ward baby
Yeah, I'm hard headed
That's what you love about me, baby
You know love's crazy
Them hoes probably think you're crazy
Keep them hoes hatin
How we be drippin' in the latest
Tell em, check the payment
You know I'm all about you, baby
All about you, baby
So you should never doubt me, baby
Never doubt me, baby, you know
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
If I hit your line, Brrr, better answer
If you decline, Then you might get cancelled
I don't like to brag, But the bitch said I'm handsome
Didn't hit her back, Please pardon my manners
Pistol by the bed if she try to pull a fast one
Told you to come over, Just so I could catch a fast one
Can't trust a bitch, So I wouldn't put it past her
Black hoes call me daddy, And them white hoes call me master
I'm the dog lord preaching on the beat, Like a pastor
When I talk my shit
It ain't funny, so no laughter
Respect the invite, The other bitch ass was fatter
Yeah, I like a entree, But I'd rather a whole platter
Soon as I'm finna nut, Shawty tell me to go faster
So I switch the stroke up, She like to get her throat f*cked
I was just being nice, I ain't want her hitch hiking with her thumbs up
I asked her for consent, You know she gave Ray a thumbs up
SLUT
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
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Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
She told me come through
Nigga, where you at
Riding around downtown, Right around the autocrat
I know shorty an acrobat
Hit somethin and caught a flat
Don't worry, I handle that
Cause shawty got a thundercat, Should've stretched at the doormat
F*cked around and caught a cramp
But I'm straight and at this rate, I'ma be a couple minutes late
For my date and out the gate
She done ate me off a plate, Head made me levitate
Focused like I meditate
I grind like there ain't no better days, My bitch told me I'ma shake that phase
Ain't no way
Onto the next money move while she blaze
And how she praise me like a god, But I have yet to be amazed
A bitch have yet to restore my faith
A nigga have yet to make me afraid
But the way she ride the dick, I just had to get a taste
She told me I'm wrong for duckin' her
Well, that ain't even the case
Talkin' bout she got a big brother, Well, I yet to see his face
Still go to the crib every night, Did it just to the nut in her face
What a disgrace, ah
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Girl, you lookin' super cool
Like you got the moves
And if it's true I got em too
We should make em, We should make em
And I don't mean to sound rude
I'm not that type of dude
But if you ain't about your cake
Then we ain't cakin
You see I'm not your average dude, lil' baby
I be thankin' people like I'm still in school, lil' baby
So if you ever make me choose, lil' baby
Just remember that I'm not your average dude, lil' baby
Because I never put a hoe before the dough
Never did, that's a no
Rather spoil you with my love
Than to love you being broke
I'm a seventh ward baby
Yeah, I'm hard headed
That's what you love about me, baby
You know love's crazy
Them hoes probably think you're crazy
Keep them hoes hatin
How we be drippin' in the latest
Tell em, check the payment
You know I'm all about you, baby
All about you, baby
So you should never doubt me, baby
Never doubt me, baby, you know
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
If I hit your line, Brrr, better answer
If you decline, Then you might get cancelled
I don't like to brag, But the bitch said I'm handsome
Didn't hit her back, Please pardon my manners
Pistol by the bed if she try to pull a fast one
Told you to come over, Just so I could catch a fast one
Can't trust a bitch, So I wouldn't put it past her
Black hoes call me daddy, And them white hoes call me master
I'm the dog lord preaching on the beat, Like a pastor
When I talk my shit
It ain't funny, so no laughter
Respect the invite, The other bitch ass was fatter
Yeah, I like a entree, But I'd rather a whole platter
Soon as I'm finna nut, Shawty tell me to go faster
So I switch the stroke up, She like to get her throat f*cked
I was just being nice, I ain't want her hitch hiking with her thumbs up
I asked her for consent, You know she gave Ray a thumbs up
SLUT
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
Tell that girl to come over
Tell that girl to come through
I got something rolled up
Ain't no tellin' what we gon' do
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Writer: Gerard Robinson, Robert Stevenson III, Denard Surtain
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