Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
You wanna be my best friend then hop up in the van
Fit 12 in a sprinter call my guys and blow some bands
Cop a pair of Mains when I step up in the mall like (Ooo)
You know I'm with my people we gon ball
Call your friends over we can all get involved
Press decline when she call
Yeah I like how she walk how she talk
She wanna be with me cause ima boss like Ross
Mike Amari kicks don't care what is cost
No new friends how many times I got crossed
I don't wanna be your bestie I don't wanna play toss
Mix and match colors ooo girl I got the sauce
Why you keep playing with me (With me)
You better catch I'm throwing it deep (Oh yeah)
We gon keep going OT its time
You better stop acting like my friend you not my guy
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
I can't (I can't)
I don't want to baby girl I want you
If I tell you that I'm leaving what you gon do?
Red bottom heals I could get you all the new shoes
(Mmm yeah)
I think its time to bump and grind
Can you come over can you stay the night?
Can I get it one more time just one more time?
(Tune)
(Yeah)
If you hear the word Tune then you better start to move
Girl you got me feeling lose and this Henny overdue
So can you come and drink it with me?
Can you come an drop a couple thousand with me?
Baby are you with me?
Can you drop it on me?
When we done don't leave
(When we done don't leave)
I think I need you baby do you need me?
I think I'm see though or baby do you see me?
(Mmm mm yeah)
(Mmm mm yeah oh yeah)
(Oh yeah oh yeah)
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
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Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
You wanna be my best friend then hop up in the van
Fit 12 in a sprinter call my guys and blow some bands
Cop a pair of Mains when I step up in the mall like (Ooo)
You know I'm with my people we gon ball
Call your friends over we can all get involved
Press decline when she call
Yeah I like how she walk how she talk
She wanna be with me cause ima boss like Ross
Mike Amari kicks don't care what is cost
No new friends how many times I got crossed
I don't wanna be your bestie I don't wanna play toss
Mix and match colors ooo girl I got the sauce
Why you keep playing with me (With me)
You better catch I'm throwing it deep (Oh yeah)
We gon keep going OT its time
You better stop acting like my friend you not my guy
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
I can't (I can't)
I don't want to baby girl I want you
If I tell you that I'm leaving what you gon do?
Red bottom heals I could get you all the new shoes
(Mmm yeah)
I think its time to bump and grind
Can you come over can you stay the night?
Can I get it one more time just one more time?
(Tune)
(Yeah)
If you hear the word Tune then you better start to move
Girl you got me feeling lose and this Henny overdue
So can you come and drink it with me?
Can you come an drop a couple thousand with me?
Baby are you with me?
Can you drop it on me?
When we done don't leave
(When we done don't leave)
I think I need you baby do you need me?
I think I'm see though or baby do you see me?
(Mmm mm yeah)
(Mmm mm yeah oh yeah)
(Oh yeah oh yeah)
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
You wanna be my best friend then hop up in the van
Fit 12 in a sprinter call my guys and blow some bands
Cop a pair of Mains when I step up in the mall like (Ooo)
You know I'm with my people we gon ball
Call your friends over we can all get involved
Press decline when she call
Yeah I like how she walk how she talk
She wanna be with me cause ima boss like Ross
Mike Amari kicks don't care what is cost
No new friends how many times I got crossed
I don't wanna be your bestie I don't wanna play toss
Mix and match colors ooo girl I got the sauce
Why you keep playing with me (With me)
You better catch I'm throwing it deep (Oh yeah)
We gon keep going OT its time
You better stop acting like my friend you not my guy
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
I can't (I can't)
I don't want to baby girl I want you
If I tell you that I'm leaving what you gon do?
Red bottom heals I could get you all the new shoes
(Mmm yeah)
I think its time to bump and grind
Can you come over can you stay the night?
Can I get it one more time just one more time?
(Tune)
(Yeah)
If you hear the word Tune then you better start to move
Girl you got me feeling lose and this Henny overdue
So can you come and drink it with me?
Can you come an drop a couple thousand with me?
Baby are you with me?
Can you drop it on me?
When we done don't leave
(When we done don't leave)
I think I need you baby do you need me?
I think I'm see though or baby do you see me?
(Mmm mm yeah)
(Mmm mm yeah oh yeah)
(Oh yeah oh yeah)
Hazard on my bitch (Yeah)
Patek on my wrist (Blam)
I see you over there throwing fits (Mmm Yeah)
You know that I'm the man you a fan (Mmm Yeah)
You try to hit my line I don't answer I can't
Writer: Curtis Cramer
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