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Baby, is you drunk, is you had enough? Are you here lookin' for love? Got the club goin' crazy All these bitches, but my eyes on you Is you somebody's baby? If you ain't, girl what we gon' do? If you, we gon' need it, baby Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin' crazy All eyes on you
She was the baddest, I was the realest We was the flyest, up in the building We was countin' this money, lovin' the feelin' Look at you now, in love with a hitta But now it's all eyes on me, and it all lies on me To say somethin' to your pretty ass Some hood shit, like "what you looking at?” Cause I'm good for that, Birkin bags, I'm good for that Might just be your plug for that You might fall in love with that, got love for that What's your name? Who you with? Where you from? You the shit Choose and pick, get the right one All these chicks, got to like one All these hits, you got to like one All these bottles, got to like some All these models, got the right one What you gon' do? Hide or run? You ready?
Baby, is you drunk, is you had enough? Are you here lookin' for love? Got the club goin' crazy All these bitches, but my eyes on you Is you somebody's baby? If you ain't, girl what we gon' do? If you, we gon' need it, baby Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin' crazy All eyes on you
He was the realest, I was the baddest, we was the illest When he approached me, I said, "Yo what the deal is?" In and out them dealers, rockin' chinchillas I got him in the back of that 'bach, I think he catchin' feelings Now it's all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust And if them bitches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guide's on us This kitty cat on reclusive, he duck, duckin' them gooses I put him on to that new new, now he only fuck with exclusives He was like: "What's your name?" "My name Nick" "Where you from?" "New York in this bitch" "Choose and pick" "You got the right one" All them hoes, ain't nothin' like them Nigga you know you'd never wife them None of them niggas ain't never hit this Still at the top of all their hit lists What they gon' do? Meek and Nick
Baby, is you drunk, is you had enough? Are you here lookin' for love? Got the club goin' crazy All these hittas, but my eyes on you Is you somebody's baby? If you ain't, girl what we gon' do? If you, we gon' need it, baby Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin' crazy All eyes on you
She was the baddest (He was the realest) We was the flyest (We was the illest) I was the realest (I was the baddest) We was the flyest, up in the building