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Riding 'round the town to get my old bitches, old
Riding 'round the town to get my old bitches
You ain't hold me down 'til a nigga came up
Why you want me now? What's the focus? Wait, I know
You was pressing dial and my name came up (right)
I been off it, I been gone for weeks, still smell the set up
Put her on repeat, can't put no pussy on a pedestal
I be home all week, so for a week she in stilettos
Call me when you need, only when you- ooh
I been off it, I been gone for weeks, still smell the cedar
Put her on repeat, can't put no pussy on a pedestal
I be home all week, so for a week she in stilettos
Call me when you need, only when you-
Oh you headed out of town with your best friend
I ain't front desk bitch you ain't gotta check in, hey (yeah, yeah)
What do you call that?
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back (back)
What do you call that?
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
I'm going OT for the week
Double OT for the weekend
Got me a freak and she geeking
She talk a lot when she peaking
Speaking 'bout life, drama and her current affairs
Let's bury it there
I got enough problems, got no worries or care
Spare you an ear
And she think that's me on the internet
She don't know me that's the internet
She just get high off my intellect
I just get high, tell her, "Give me neck"
My mind on this check (you know what I'm saying)
My mind on this check (bitch you know I ain't playing)
My mind on this check (this money is mine)
My mind on this check (that's all on my mind)
Oh you heading out of town with your best friend
I ain't front desk bitch you ain't gotta check in, (hey, yeah, yeah)
What do you call that?
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back (back)
What do you call that?
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
I knew you'd come back
Lust persists, why pretend?
I can't tell no lie, bitch I'm too poppin' now
Empty bottles, empty promises
I can't tell no lie, bitch I'm too poppin' now