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[Verse 1: T.I.] I give you all my money, all of mine Attention, call you all the time Wanna be the one to call you mine Baby, maybe you should be My nasty girl, if you do everything I ask, you can have the world [?] More than you imagine, without even askin' Real life, true story, I ain't even cappin' You breaked the whip at ten, ain't even happen Just get your ass on the mattress (yeah) And let me show you who the master (yeah) I can give the dick to you slow now (yeah) Or I can make it go faster (yeah) You say your last nigga low down Well shawty, I ain't no pastor I promise, I got my falts If I brought them bitches home with me, was not my fault She diggin' up dirt to be the woman I thought Because she ain't about the wallet if the chain got caught (damn) You look like a woman that should really be put-up Saw you naked, no flaws, if there were very little (hey) All I wanna do is put my tongue in the middle Hum on the [?], let you cum on my dental I swear it's fuckin' with my mental Don't wanna wreck nobody heart accidental But, I hear the sauna was on when I last seen you and I get sentimental Cause I belong in a kennel, a dog ass nigga finna hall ass with a bad bitch somewhere where your phone ain't finna work, satellite location all get turned off [Chorus: Jayd Ink and London Jae] Make it official (yeah) Boy, what's the issue? Only thing I think about is you (all that I want) Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh) Make it official (yeah) Boy, what's the issue? Only thing I think about is you (all that I want) Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh) [Verse 2: London Jae] I'ma take her shopping, make her smile See her happy, hug her tight and never let go I'ma take her 'round the world and back And give her everything she want, I'll never say no I'ma keep her with me, keep her drippin All the ice I can buy, colder than the north pole And all I ever wanted was a bitch that'd keep it real with me Now I'm on-I'm on top Gotta get her home alone, get on top Love it when she moan, she grown, she don't stop Pouring shots, Patrone sit on the rocks No 12, baby girl I'ma cop You, whatever you like, we'll get clocks Matching Rollies, police let 'em watch Cruesing through the city, drop the top [Chorus: Jayd Ink] Make it official (yeah) Boy, what's the issue? Only thing I think about is you (all that I want) Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh) Make it official (yeah) Boy, what's the issue? Only thing I think about is you (all that I want) Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh)