Front Row in LA

[Chorus] Feelin' some way She been on my mind all day Can't wait to see her face to face [Verse 1] Yeah, big dawg, I'ma big dawg I go big on big yeah, plus I did it for Big yeah She on my dick dawg, so many men call This bitch the wig This bitch the wig Uh, uh, I'm in that Benz and it's loaded Got that stack in that bag and that shit loaded One minute she be in love yeah, 'cause I get that bag and I blow it Yeah, uh bag on me, know a young nigga got that bag on me Fly like I got wings attached to me I be poppin', 100 bands on me Pour out the bottle yeah, my bitch is a foreign lil' model Yeah, she foreign, she fuck wit' me vato yeah A few hundred K on me, water yeah Like 300K for my automobile I am a fly nigga from Summerhill Plus some big rocks in my ear yeah, they like 20 thousand a pair Yeah uh, she want the boy, yeah uh, next thang you know it Yeah uh, we on tha floor, yeah, fuckin' front row it Yeah, gon' and add that up, I just went and juiced the Patek up, uh Been had juice before I got a cup, these niggas mad we up, yeah [Chorus] Feelin' some way She been on my mind all day Can't wait to see her face to face [Verse 2] (Girl you know you are) fly as a plane, too much to cry or complain Fuck her, and buy her some thangs, I been up high all day I just might fly her to Spain, she chocolate like Reese's and pieces I fucked that bitch in tha air on the PJ She say she like when I eat it, she callin' me greedy Hot like a stove wit' no heat on yeah, she want that shoulder to lean on Some shit we never agree on yeah, she know me, she know I'ma do wrong Do wrong, I got a lot of bitches, only two phones I got a lot of deals, like Groupon Too real, I spent 6,000 on my teeth nigga, yeah I fucked that ho the first week nigga, yeah She say I'm all that I'm all she need nigga, yeah She been on Moscato and weed all day, she been callin' me all day Yeah, yeah, I met her somewhere out in LA, yeah, yeah [Bridge] She want the boy, yeah uh, next thang you know it, yeah Uh We on the floor, yeah fuckin' front row it They got her actin' up, back to back Maybach 30 foreigns, fuckin' traffic up, get ya baggage up Yeah [Chorus] (She got me) feelin' some way She been on my mind all day Can't wait to see her face to face [Outro] (Girl you know you are) fly as a plane, too much to cry or complain We on the floor, yeah fuckin' front row it Think it's a game?