[Hook]
She come over every night yeah
I still keep my player tight yeah
She is not the wedding type no
But she gonna get a ring tonight yeah
I think she just might be my type yeah
Cause there is no one else in sight yeah
You n***as mad it's on sight yeah
My shooter hit you with the right yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 1]
What you gonna do when a n***a come through with the juice?
You better get loose
You better act like you know what to do
You better act like you know who's in the room
You better act like the way you usually do
You better act like this ain't new to you
You better act like they all boof to you
Cause you bad, yeah she bad
I need that, I need that, I need that
Cause you bad, yeah she bad
I need that, I need that, I need that
I need like three me's
She got new G-strings
Her friends they all freaks
Bitch don't you call me, after three
Cause Ima pull up on that bullshit
That mean the party getting too lit
You me Bacardi never do mix
But that tequila baby that's it, oh that's it, oh that's it, oh that's it
That shit keep your feet up to the ceiling baby that's so appealing
We can all be friends, do this every weekend
All these bitches shallow, I just jump into the deep-end
Purple Poppy Mallow I turn her into a freak nique
Ok, middle name Jose so I work her out real easy
I ain't come to play believe me
Have her talking crazy yeezy
Didn't you say, that your ex live just a minute away
And he be popping up at random times of the day
Well, cool, I hope he ain't mad
Matter fact, call that n***a up right now

[Hook]
She come over every night yeah
I still keep my player tight yeah
She is not the wedding type no
But she gonna get a ring tonight yeah
I think she just might be my type yeah
Cause there is no one else in sight yeah
You n***as mad it's on sight yeah
My shooter hit you with the right yeah, oh yeah