Drea La Loi
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I took your bitch, that's right
Money keep coming, that's right (That's right)
Only ride foreign, that's right (Right)
Whole team on, that's right (That right)
My niggas gon' ride, that's right (That's right)
My niggas gon' shoot, not fight
Whether wrong or right
That's right, that's right (That right)
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Two clubs in one night (Night)
25 bands, one night (Night)
Kush up in that Raw (Kush)
Purple in that Sprite (Sprite)
Ten hoes in rotation (Tation)
Money my motivation (Vation)
Money make her cum (Cum)
And I'ma make her taste it (Taste it)
Put it in the neck, I'ma make her gag on it (On it)
Head in the 'Rari, that's how you blow a hundred (Hundred)
Hoes come and go, I'ma f..ck, then I want her (Want her)
Hoes like J's, wear 'em once then I don't want 'em (Trash)
Swerve, hit a corner (Skrrt), in the California (Fast)
Running through these hoes, like I play for Minnesota (A.P.)
She turn off her phone, 'cause nigga, you a sucker (Punk)
Police ask, niggas tell 'em, "stop cuffin" (Bitch)
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I took your bitch, that's right
Money keep coming, that's right (That's right)
Only ride foreign, that's right (Right)
Whole team on, that's right (That right)
My niggas gon' ride, that's right (That's right)
My niggas gon' shoot, not fight
Whether wrong or right
That's right, that's right (That right)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
That's right, she posted in my whip (My whip)
Posted on my dick (Yeah, yeah)
She supposed to be with her nigga
But she posted with my clique (Ooh)
Right here posted in my whip (My whip)
Posted on my dick (Yeah)
She supposed to be in your work
But she posted with my clique
[Interlude: Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa]
I told her, post up here (Post up here)
All you gotta do is post up (Woah)
I told her, post up here (Post up here)
Right here (Oh)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Girl your face looking gorgeous and my cash is retarted
Need a five-year plan, 'cause that ass is enormous
They keep telling you to stop, bet this cash make you want it
Girl quit acting you like shy, grab this dick and jump up on it
I was way out in New York, we were smoking California
She can't wait to tell her friends, talk about in the morning
Beat it like she stole it, sleeping like she in a coma
You just wish, she wanna be a fool, think you control her
Couple grand in a rubber band, you know I'm the man
What you saying? Baby, what you saying?
Tell me what's the plan
Is you playin'? Is that bitch a ten?
Bands will make her dance
Seen my ex and she was not a fan, damn
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa]
I took your bitch, that's right (Ay)
Money keep coming, that's right (That's right)
Only ride foreign, that's right (Right)
Whole team on, that's right (That right)
My niggas gon' ride, that's right (That's right)
My niggas gon' shoot, not fight (Yeah, nigga)
Whether wrong or right
That's right, that's right (Y'all already know what it is)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa]
That's right, she posted in my whip (My whip)
Posted on my dick (I took your bitch, nigga)
She supposed to be with her nigga
But she posted with my clique (Fuck you gon' do?)
Right here posted in my whip (My whip)
Posted on my dick (Yeah)
She supposed to be in your work (Uh)
But she posted with my shit
