Vintage Lee
Malibu
[Intro]
Okay, yeah, yeah
Shit feel like I'm at the beach
Like I got my motherfuckin' feet in the sand, huh
You dig? Hot damn, ayy
Hey, hey, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Ayy, she didn't fuck with me, then she fell in love
I don't want your love, just want hug from drugs
Seen you messin' 'round, you got me fucked up
Now I want your love, you want hug from drugs
She didn't fuck with me, then she fell in love
I don't want your love, just want hug from drugs
Seen you messin' 'round, you got me fucked up
Now I want your love, you want hug from drugs

[Verse 1]
Met you in the club (I met you)
You were doing your thing (You did your thing)
Shawty buy me drink (You buy me Hennessy)
I'm like, "Oh you not the same" (Not the same)
But she didn't fuck with me (Didn't fuck with me)
So I did my thing (I did my own thing)
Pimpin' still the game and that never gonna change (Okay)
Vintage, yeah, I get off eight, so tell me where you stay
Say you in Dorchester, baby, so I'm on my way (I'm on my way)
Wake up, get the fetty, that's the first thing on my brain
Like red dot on my head, baby, would you turn into stain? (Okay)