Woo Baby Interlude

Look, you know I love her tiger (grr)
She got the buns, I admire
I'ma 'bout to buy that bitch a car
I'ma 'bout to send RD the wire (wait)
You know I love her tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire, huh
She like: "Papi, you on fire" huh
She like: "Papi, you on fire" woo
44 barkin', ayy, hold on, louder than a church choir, huh
I do a drill in a suit, huh, then I change my attire

Look, she throw that ass back in a quick sec'
Then she go talk about it on her Facebook
I'm like, "Baby, I thought we was past that"



Credits
Writer(s): Bashar Barakah Jackson
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