Want You (Forever) Video (MV)

Yeah
Let me just take some time out
Feel myself a little bit
These chicks look bad yo
Yeah
I'm in this bitch like-
Yeah
Bartender
Let me get a drink of Amaretto
That's as soon as I roll in like an Armadillo
Looking for the first guy who say's I'm a dealer
I'm tryna cop an eighth
On the real though
Woah, hold up
Light skin and them hips be swerving
Her booty fat I ain't who she curving
I basically hear her purring over the damn music
Both of our words are slurring
Yeah
Flashing lights, smoke clouds
Speakers loud
She just spilt drinks on my sneakers now
I ain't freaking out
I mean I ain't got like no three hundred thou'
But she told me that she'd make it up, make out (what)
We gettin freaky now (whoa)
But I'm leaving now (what)
Shawty, follow me around
To the exit we walked out
Listen baby now, I'm telling you right now its-
Fine, maybe I'll stay awhile
And we could vibe together if you want to
But we can't be together if I don't want you
So baby what you gon' do, make me want
But nothing that you do gon' make me want you
Forever
(Oof) Shawty
Did you just fly in
You say you celibate baby I don't buy it (I am)
Saw you walk in with a guy you lying (Oh no)
Grinding all up on him like at night
He piledriving your spine out of alignment
Shit, I knew you f*ckin capping
You're engaged? Damn sister
Congratulations, why she ain't have her man with her (I don't know)
Or a ring around her finger on her hand on her
Little Italiana chick walks up
I feel like hot stuff and shawty do not bluff
But would you be down to give me top huh?
Don't make it such a big deal, I just want some
Tell me no, just find the next hoe who want Hunt
Tell my boy check out the shawties in the tube tops
I think that one got a boob job
I'm pulling all three like I got more than one tooth done
And we could vibe together if you want to
But we can't be together if I don't want you
So baby what you gon' do, make me want
But nothing that you do gon' make me want you
Forever
Yeah
Didn't know that ya boy could spit to this (what)
Ain't know your boy could spit like this (huh)
Didn't know your boy could get so cute
So quick, on his way to getting rich
Ya bitch hopped on my dick (yeah)
I swear to God I don't really even try to do this shit
I used to only spit game if I threw up venison (get it?)
Now all these dear women (what)
Walking towards ya boy in unison
In the club where I meet her
Whole squad pop out wearing beaters
Baby park that ass in front of me and pay the meter
She gon lead me on cause I'm a leader
Drop that ass the lowest right up on my Peter (Lois)
Give her nine inches I ain't Mr. Millimeter
She like when I get meaner
Something close to misdemeanor
Damn haters hate this demeanor
I'm off three Margaritas
With three Latinas
They want me but I told em-
And we could vibe together if you want to
But we can't be together if I don't want you
So baby what you gon' do, make me want
But nothing that you do gon' make me want you
Forever
Haha
Yeah
M-Hunt
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