The Boyboy West Coast
U Was At The Club (Bottoms Up)
[Intro]
M-M-M-M-Medic

[Chorus]
You was at the club (Yeah)
Bottoms up when I first met you (Bottoms up)
Couldn't get enough (Couldn't get enough)
Had to get you straight to my bedroom
Drank still in my cup (My cup)
Crib is large so you can bring your friends, too (Well, bring 'em all)
Pillow full of makeup
She so bad, she gon' need her own debut (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Shawty just like me (She like me)
Loves drugs, hates bein' sober (Hate bein' sober)
In my psyche (She in my head)
In my heart and I didn't even know her
Ass you wouldn't believe (You wouldn't believe it)
See you in those jeans, wanna pull you closer
Eyes are looking Chinese (She Chinese)
She didn't smoke, but now she's a stoner (All day)
Everything unique (Everything)
No, no, no mediocre
Young, wild and free (She free)
No cuffs, so, no, you can't control her (No cuffs)
Body covered in ink (In ink)
I can beat it up, or we can just go slower (Slow it down)
Baby, come with me (Come with me)
I'll give you everything, and it'll never be over
Girl, just let me know (Let me know)
We can go and fuck up some commas
Boyboy West Coast (West Coast)
Imagine this comin' from the bottom
Actin' like she don't (She don't)
Tryna front, we know she wanna (We know)
Baby, we can go (We can go), Acapulco to Tijuana