Oooh I told her you're too perfect for me
I doubt that you could do wrong
And baby girl is worth it to me
That's why I'm writing love songs
I need your patience, I need your clarity
I need your focus, I'm carrying
All of this baggage
Won't you just help me unpack it
But don't you do me no favors,
I don't be needing that shit,
Your body like drugs I need me a fix
Pop me a perc and you pour me a 4
Diamonds dance look like they doin the whoa
I'm a switch gears when I enter ya soul
Hop in ya guts and I beat it up slow
Diamonds so wet look like piss on the floor
She want Chanel and that Christian Dior
Pull up in something you can not afford
She want Chanel and that Christian Dior
Up and down we go now, up and down you go
You wore that dress with the back out
You must just wanna get maxed out
You must just wanna get yo ass choked out
Baby girl I love it when ya ass poke out
You love it when I kiss it baby that's no doubt
I'm a stay in it til yo ass pass out
But don't be doin no favors
I don't be needing that shit, aye
I just be getting this paper, count it up
Count it up quick, count it up
Count it up quick
Count it up count it up quick,
Let's just go get all this money,
Then we can do it real big, I told her
I told her you're too perfect for me
I doubt that you could do wrong,
And baby girl is worth it to me
That's why I'm writing love songs
I need ya patience
Need ya focus, focus ooohh