[Verse 1: Ar'mon, Trey]
Yeah
They look up to me, they look up to me
I got fake people showin' fake love to me
Straight up to my face, to my face straight up to my face
To my, to my yea
'Cause that girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin' like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly

[Verse 2: Ar'mon & Trey (Trey), Together
Raindrop, (raindrop) drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (hotbox)
Effin' on your chick she a thot, thot, (she a thot, thot)
Cookin' up coke in the crockpot
Raindrops, drop top
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Effin' on your chick she a thot, thot
Cookin' up coke in the crockpot
She a thot, thot!
She a thot, thot!

[Hook 1: Armon, Together ]
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
My place, my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place


[Verse 3: Trey, (Together), Ar'mon]
You know you fine
Baby you know that you fine
(I’m just tryna make you mine)
Tryna make you mine
(Yeah I’m tryna make you mine)
Put a tingle in your spine
We got a vibe, we got a wave
(Bae, you should ride on it)
All the places I could take
(Your girl is limitless)
So if you never been
Girl I would just love to take you there
You don’t have to worry ‘bout a thing
I got it, let me show you better then
(Cause I may not know you, just let me hold you
You'll be my soldier, like you from the 'Nolia)
Make 'em say
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in her face, tell her, girl, bye
Tell her (girl, bye, girl, bye, middle fingers up)
I ain't thinking 'bout-
[Hook 2: Ar'mon & Trey]
Uh, no limit
I see mama murda that
No limit baby
Give you that ghetto D girl
No limit
Just know when you roll with a n***a like me there's no limit baby

Woah
(Get high baby roll up, cloud nine 'bout to go up
Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up
When we land we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't know about
Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out)

[Outro: Trey, Armon, (Together)
Yo' body on my body, baby baby
I'm about to catch a body in here ,baby woah
(I love the way you grind on me)
(Said I'm about to catch a body on me,)

TALKING: (Trey, Armon)
Can I watch that? (laughter)
Alright, I'mma stop singing, I'mma move on, 'cause I'mma blow my voice, I can't even
Armon mimicking Trey:
I'mma blow my voice, I can't even
Foreal
Foreal, foreal
Foreal? Foreal..
Look, we about to be like this, "for real", then you gotta say, "for real", then we be like "Foreal.."
Foreal?
Foreal?
TOGETHER: Foreal..
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