Pomade

Look

[Chorus]

On my JFK shit, on my MLK shit

I'm a good guy

I just gotta hit, I don't even know why

And she cry

But I-I-I-I-I gotta get around

I be on my pop shit

And I love the crowd

But they always in the moshpit

And it's where them shawty's at

Tone it down man, bring them shawty's back

Slow it down and go on quick

Going back in time

It's when you treat a girl right, even if it ain't your wife

You treat a girl right (FUCK ANTWON)

[Verse]

What I wanna say (what?)

Got this chick she made me wanna pray

Not to Mother Mary; Mary Mag back when she fuck her way

Made me felt I got some luck today

Get in the fuck the way

Got me screaming out like what a day

Writing from my may

Got me fucked up, which one my main?

Which one again?

Eenie-miney-moe I take the blame

I take the shame and lingerie

Got my arm chained right up on her waist

Do she know her place?

Do she know it?

Do I know my place?

Am I gonna blow it, yeah I know been going over pace

Trying to hold my faith

Hold a whore now there's a whole case

Led to and over

Led to a hoe in every state

Why I'm such a hoe, why? I don't know it ain't a fucking race

Dinner fucking date

Dinner date

Living in a plate

On broadway

Not now, in the d'Orsay

Then the dawn came

Pawns gone

But the dawn stayed

When the mon stayed

Too on with the pomade

Politicians and bitches gone take this shit the wrong way

Ay, don't take this shit the wrong (way)

[Chorus]

JFK shit, on my MLK shit

I'm a good guy

I just gotta hit, I don't even know why

And she cry

But I-I-I-I-I gotta get around

I be on my pop shit

And I love the crowd

But they always in the moshpit

And it's where them shawty's at

Tone it down man, bring them shawty's back

Slow it down and go on quick

Going back in time

It's when you treat a girl right, even if it ain't your wife