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Where you at, tryin' come through
Want some drank, want some food
I can make it do what it do
Yeah
Let a nigga slide slide to the crib for a bit
We can watch a movie shit, we can just sit and chill
Got a playlist that'll make you oh so anxious
Lips on lips, heart is racing
Body to body, you and me on a molly
Roll until the sun come up hands caress yo phat ass butt
Damn I really want this nut, f*ck
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can
I know you can, I know you can
Catch me slidin' through the city, me my niggas and C breezy
Cause you know I got the pack now and I'm makin' paper stack now
These niggas still hatin', best believe I keep it tucked
Black truck still slidin', these hoes still wildin'
Shortie ass stupendous, had to hop up in it
Yeah let me see the booty, yeah shortie let me f*ck
Had to hit her with the protool, yeah I tighten that body
Yeah she tryin' to hold me ransom, cause a young nigga handsome
Bomb dick keep her geekin', this money never sleepin'
No cuffin' on the boy, free mind wake up
Gettin' back to the money, make ya stack stay lit
Wildin' wildin' on the black man, stay blowin' on the pack man
Got that pack, blow that shit
Got that pack, we blow that shit
Wildin' baby, on that pack
Gettin' money, make it stack
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can
I know you can, I know you can
Kisses misses pushin' passion, lingire as higher fashion
Disappear and call it magic, reappear and make it vanish
Finger tip piano keys, a symphony of treachery
Murder scene you murder me, with how you move your body b
I want a bad chick, centerfold, warm heart but she ice cold
Talk loud but she too bold, sexy *** with a cute stroll
Natural hair with a cute smile, high heels and a model mile
Cleopatra like she by the Nile, Gucci Fendi Prada lotta style
All bars like I'm Fort Knox, move wrong and get cold cocked
Padlock in a tube sock and its green light how it don't stop
Need stitches, post op, old cop like you post op
Make it clap and hit every spot, toes tummy to ya tippy top
Jesus sweet Jesus, go ahead and ice haters new freezer
Playin' in my new shell toe Adidas, runnin' in and out shows like arenas
Recognizing my purpose and reason, here I am a just taking my season
Take em out a good night and good evening, tongue exercisin' just like a demon', Say AHHHHHH
Ayo Roger
I been workin' on a little somethin'
You know I just wanted to put it out right here
Here we go
Ayo, I ain't here for the politics
I'm just here for the party
Drinkin' a little cognac
Wit a mix of Bacardi
Man I'm just playin'
I don't drink tho
(Switch up)
Finding love in mixed feelin'
But don't overdose on that healin'
For the sake of my children
I'm out here in these streets dealin'
Coke
Then I'm stopped by the feelins
Before I'm sent to the jailhouse
For making bad decisions
In every story, there's another story
You just gotta choose which one ya f*ck with
Is it ya family, or ya homie
In the end, which one will you be stuck with
Choose wisely
I dont know, thats just how I wanted to end it
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Where you at, tryin' come through
Want some drank, want some food
I can make it do what it do
Yeah
Let a nigga slide slide to the crib for a bit
We can watch a movie shit, we can just sit and chill
Got a playlist that'll make you oh so anxious
Lips on lips, heart is racing
Body to body, you and me on a molly
Roll until the sun come up hands caress yo phat ass butt
Damn I really want this nut, f*ck
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can
I know you can, I know you can
Catch me slidin' through the city, me my niggas and C breezy
Cause you know I got the pack now and I'm makin' paper stack now
These niggas still hatin', best believe I keep it tucked
Black truck still slidin', these hoes still wildin'
Shortie ass stupendous, had to hop up in it
Yeah let me see the booty, yeah shortie let me f*ck
Had to hit her with the protool, yeah I tighten that body
Yeah she tryin' to hold me ransom, cause a young nigga handsome
Bomb dick keep her geekin', this money never sleepin'
No cuffin' on the boy, free mind wake up
Gettin' back to the money, make ya stack stay lit
Wildin' wildin' on the black man, stay blowin' on the pack man
Got that pack, blow that shit
Got that pack, we blow that shit
Wildin' baby, on that pack
Gettin' money, make it stack
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Get these hoes on pac man, get these hoes on pac man
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Imma make a statement, Imma make a statement
Baby you contagious, know I love your fragrance
Body so outrageous, I know you can take it
Body so outrageous, I know you can
I know you can, I know you can
Kisses misses pushin' passion, lingire as higher fashion
Disappear and call it magic, reappear and make it vanish
Finger tip piano keys, a symphony of treachery
Murder scene you murder me, with how you move your body b
I want a bad chick, centerfold, warm heart but she ice cold
Talk loud but she too bold, sexy *** with a cute stroll
Natural hair with a cute smile, high heels and a model mile
Cleopatra like she by the Nile, Gucci Fendi Prada lotta style
All bars like I'm Fort Knox, move wrong and get cold cocked
Padlock in a tube sock and its green light how it don't stop
Need stitches, post op, old cop like you post op
Make it clap and hit every spot, toes tummy to ya tippy top
Jesus sweet Jesus, go ahead and ice haters new freezer
Playin' in my new shell toe Adidas, runnin' in and out shows like arenas
Recognizing my purpose and reason, here I am a just taking my season
Take em out a good night and good evening, tongue exercisin' just like a demon', Say AHHHHHH
Ayo Roger
I been workin' on a little somethin'
You know I just wanted to put it out right here
Here we go
Ayo, I ain't here for the politics
I'm just here for the party
Drinkin' a little cognac
Wit a mix of Bacardi
Man I'm just playin'
I don't drink tho
(Switch up)
Finding love in mixed feelin'
But don't overdose on that healin'
For the sake of my children
I'm out here in these streets dealin'
Coke
Then I'm stopped by the feelins
Before I'm sent to the jailhouse
For making bad decisions
In every story, there's another story
You just gotta choose which one ya f*ck with
Is it ya family, or ya homie
In the end, which one will you be stuck with
Choose wisely
I dont know, thats just how I wanted to end it
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Writer: Chris Brown, Clifford Robinson, Roger Thomas III, Tremain Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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