[Los talking]
Aye, like, like I traveled all over the world to see you baby like
I'm definitely your biggest fan
I'm at the front row at all your shows holding up signs
[Hook: Sean Hayz and Los]
I'm like damn she cold
With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag
And a bag she knows
She a diva with class got a weave to her ass
All these nasty hoes
Give her mean looks cause her team tough
Watch how ham she goes
When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like
Fuck what all these bitches say
Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause
I think I'm your biggest fan
No doubt you belong with a king so
Fuck what all these n***as say
All I need is a front row seat cause
You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
[Verse 1: Los]
Ugh, swag, ugh
Thats all this waist with all that ass
Glad I'm the one you putting on a show for
That short ass skirt and them long ass legs
Need a backstage pass when you going on tour
God damn that body screaming eat me up
Looking like a resses cup, chocolate and bcbg pumps
Dancing like a freaky slut, that slo motion that poetry
Climb that pole i'll throw a g, she said fuck that los just flow for me
Your voice make a bitch wanna drop it low for free, I said cool dip
She turned around and popped it I said oooh shit, she looked back at it
Told me gone ahead and smack it, dropped it to the floor like what ya waiting for you ain't gonna do shit?
Hold up wait, ugh what?, girl you got me fucked up
Gone let me fill my cup up, if I jump up in it I'mma go numb chucks
Thats bruce lee, you, me, swinging through the hood on duece three's
23's, honey please, you should come kick it with a true g
Cause we be cruising lane to lane, shawty you my favorite thang
Some n***as go ape shit, me I go orangutan
Plus I got a gang of change, we could pull a David Blaine
Listen hear, disappear, man fuck all these bitches here
[Hook: Sean Hayz and Los]
I'm like damn she cold
With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag
And a bag she knows
She a diva with class got a weave to her ass
All these nasty hoes
Give her mean looks cause her team tough
Watch how ham she goes
When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like
Fuck what all these bitches say
Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause
I think I'm your biggest fan
No doubt you belong with a king so
Fuck what all these n***as say
All I need is a front row seat cause
You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Ugh, take my hand
Damn you so hot, let me cool you down, girl, I'm your biggest fan
Got a frontrow seat big dollar sign, can you see me in the stands?
Yup, ready for the show
Like I waited outside
Came right through the door
Looked right in your eyes
Went right to the floor
You know how it go, I'm such an animal, when I see your tail waggin
Groupie love girl, can I hop on your bandwagon?
I got a bad habit, fucking with them bad bitches
Just want to see you go to work, c-call it bad business
I warned you, ain't no telling what im gonna do
L-let me know when you ready we could dip, like fondue
I got a warm pool, couple songs you could perform boo
A lil one-two, I-I know you want to
G-get it on tonight
I love the way you rock that mic
Baby let me rock the boat
Cat got your tongue, but I got that pussy all in my throat
It's going down like the slopes
Tell me can you feel the breeze, I think I might need my coat
[Hook: Sean Hayz and Los]