I'm that bitch, I'ma dime, I be on fleek
Bet that money make you turn into a freak
You a angel but a demon in the sheets
And if them hoes ain't fuckin' with you, 'cause them hoes, they can't compete
Don't keep me waiting
You know I don't do chasing
They be chasing
You took a L, let's face it
You gotta face it
Fuck, now you gotta be patient
Now that shit beyond me
Now you gotta catch me outside, link when I get back to New Orleans
In New Orleans
I'll be there shortly
Feeling you, shawty, yeah
I'm like everybody type
Everybody type
Got it popping on the first night
First night
Yeah, I was on the first flight in
Now we outside again, now we outside again, hair down
Outside, outside
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Where the party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it
She don't like me, but I bet that she gon' speak
She can't stand me
And any bitch that's fucking with you 'cause of me
It's 'cause of Treet'
You know I'm hotter than Miami, like the heat, tsss
You know I'm hot
And if he 'round me, that's because he proud of me, aye
Turn me up and don't ever turn me down
Aye
I got my white, and my bitches got the brown
Aye
One night only 'cause we way from outta town
From New Orleans
And if you hate me, you gon' really hate me now, look
You ain't a dime, then bitch, get up
You gotta get up
All my bitches' titties sit up
My bitches sit up
Your cup empty, you should fill up
Better fill up
I turn you on 'cause I'm the realer
'Cause I'm the realest
Treet'
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Hair done, you ain't tryna lay back, you gon' let it play back
You gon' tell 'em this your song
Sections and you brought the whole clique, now you can't control it
Now they gotta play your song
Where the party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it
Where the party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it get you
Party at, you wanna go where the party at, at
And you won't let it
Turn you down
Turn you down
You won't let it turn you down
Turn you down
Turn you down
Turn you down
You won't let it turn you down
Turn you down
