Lyrics

[Verse: Gangsta Boo] I ain't with that nonsense Or that lovey-dovey mess Feelin' kinda freaky Late night callin' 'cause you got the best Slip on Victoria Secret Hit the liquor store before it close Call Chris so I can get somethin' to throw up in my nose Now I'm feelin fine Freakin' you right is on my mind Let me get up on your Pony like your name was Ginuwine Got you caught up in the mix Trick, because my love's the shh... Late night tip is all we had Nothing else, so boy, that's it, that's it