Booted off the molly all night though
If we gone do it, do it right though
Tell me everything that's on your mind, oh
I could be the one to change your life, oh
On the side note, you my main squeeze
Babygirl could've had my baby
Never treated you like a side hoe
Call me when you on the north side though
Your folks worked nights on Wednesday
Used to throw it back like a Thursday
I was the only one that was worthy
Got the four deuce all on my jersey
'Member summer time it was scorching
Blue jean shorts with the Jordans
You would call me up when you was bored and shit
Drove your mama car like it was your shit
Shorty religious, Christian Dior her shit
(Oh)
Take it off for me, 'cause I enjoy that shit
(Oh)
You ain't even bad, you gorgeous
(Oh)
You ain't even bad, you gorgeous
(Oh)
They ain't really talking 'bout shit though
They ain't really talking 'bout nothing
Ou, I was always tryna get to something
You was always tryna go and change the subject
Memory lane on Compton Street
Used to stop by, get high and leave
You was my twin like Siamese
'Member when you used to write about me in your diary
Finally, we done grew up
This your last chance for you to choose up
I heard you got a man, now ya boo'd up
But does he really know what to do with ya
I was always tryna keep it cool with ya
'Member when I used to drive to school with ya
And the vibes so dope, I should scale you up
Now you don't hit me on my cellular
Maybe one day you play my shit
Maybe one day you sang my shit
Maybe one day I could make you my
Until then, I'mma keep thinking 'bout shit when we was
Booted off the molly all night though
If we gone do it, do it right though
Tell me everything that's on your mind, oh
I could be the one to change your life, oh
On the side note, you my main squeeze
Babygirl could've had my baby
Never treated you like a side hoe
Call me when you on the north side though
Don't call, if you wanna see me
Don't call, if you wanna see me
Don't call, 'cause you don't really need me
You don't really need me