Pinot Noir

[Intro: Smokey Robinson, IDK & Khia] Break of dawn, break of dawn Baby, you can be my rider bitch All you ladies pop yo' pussy like this Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss (Break of dawn, break of dawn) All you ladies pop yo' pussy like this Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss (Break of dawn) Uh-huh, yeah [Verse 1: IDK & Smokey Robinson] You know me, I don't need no introduction in this I know niggas up north that be pumpin' the bricks (Break of dawn) I know niggas down south that be dumpin' the clips I know niggas on the east that's never lovin' a bitch (Break of dawn) And she ain't lovin' them niggas, make five, six figures Back it up, don't stop, like I can hold that liquor (Break of dawn) Back it up, don't stop, like I can hold that too Two million dollar home, we can go back to (Break of dawn, break of dawn) Couple thousand on the watch, that's a throwback, boo Hundred fifty on the whip, like, "Oh, that's cute" She said she like the stick hard, I gave the ho bamboo (Break of dawn, break of dawn) She said she like the good beef, I gave the ho wagyu, ooh She gon' get freaky if the bread right And if the head right, I'll be there every night And if the pussy good, I'll be there everyday Face down, ass up, roll play, anime [Chorus: Ink, IDK & Saucy Santana] And that pussy so swole Shake that ass to the floor Baby, I'm a little hit 'Cause I love a nigga that's rich (Baby, you can be my rider bitch) Pop it like this If you a bad ass bitch I be the best you ever had (Santana) Make a nigga want it bad (Baby, you can be my rider bitch) [Verse 2: Saucy Santana] Bad bitch, white toes, that's the energy (Ow) Started gettin' money, bitches turned enemy (Tuh) Bein' broke ain't a win to me (Bye) Can't fuck no nigga with no broke dick energy Now he pushin my buttons, he thinkin' 'bout sex But all my time gon' cost you a check This highway curves gon' 'cause you a wreck These are size forty-twos, on top of yo' neck I just want the face first, eat it 'til your face hurt Pussy for dessert, ass clappin' like a church Runnin' up a check, so my feelings don't work (Feelings don't work) Applyin' major pressure and you gon' need a Perc' (Perc') I'II get freaky if the bread right (Ow) And if the head right, I'll be there every night If the dick good, I'll be there every day Face down, ass up, roll play, anime [Chorus: Ink, IDK] And that pussy so swole Shake that ass to the floor Baby, I'm a little hit 'Cause I love a nigga that's rich (Baby, you can be my rider bitch) Pop it like this If you a bad ass bitch I be the best you ever had Make a nigga want it bad (Baby, you can be my rider bitch) [Verse 3: Jucee Froot] I'm a boss ass bitch, might walk ya bitch I ain't droppin' off shit, Icebox my wrist I'ma put it on his face, make him talk to it I'ma spray him like some mace, nigga, better not squint Raw bitch, but, nah, I can't be your baby momma I'ma ride it like a llama if your dick have some commas Told him, play with the P like he play with the numbers Submarine in my stream, ooh, the way he go under Girl, don't be scared, gon' pop yo' cat Fuck all that, gon' pop yo' cat If he got them ends, girls, bend yo' back Gotta babysit his kids if he on a private jet Too good, I'm no good, toxic For the streets, I'm in yo' hood, drop it I cream, he got cheese, cottage And when I leave, won't hear from me, he on the blocklist [Outro: Jucee Froot] Bend yo' back Bend yo' back (Oh, but-)