Hope You Do

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Oh, baby [Verse 1] Now the word around town, 'round town, that boy goin' crazy It's been a while since I been out, think I'm 'bout to whip that Mercedes And my wrist keep drippin', grain grippin', I'm doin' one-eighty Now I used to be pimpin', be pimpin', but how can I say this? Girl, I'm tryna fuck with you Girl, don't take no pictures, don't take no pictures Girl, sorry if I'm slurrin' my words, I've been drinkin' Mixin' that liquor I rolled up when I woke up I brought more if you want some You say you don't really give a fuck I really hope that you know what's up I ain't playin', oh, no I ain't playin', no, woah-oh [Pre-Chorus] When my mind's fucked up, I just don't care at all I just hope you pick up when it's two or three Girl, I'm way too drunk, I just don't care at all I just hope you pick up when it's two or three [Chorus] And I hope you do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh [Verse 2] Need some more liquor, yeah Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah I'm not no swimmer But I would go deep in that ocean like Flipper Oh, yeah, oh, yeah [Pre-Chorus] When my mind's fucked up, I just don't care at all I just hope you pick up when it's two or three Girl, I'm way too drunk (Too drunk), I just don't care at all (All) I just hope you pick up when it's two or three [Chorus] And I hope you, yeah, do-ooh (You do) Do-ooh-ooh (Oh, nah) Do-ooh (Do-do-do-do, yeah) Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh (You do, do, ah) Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh (Yeah) Do-ooh-ooh (Yeah) And I hope you do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh (Do) Do-ooh-ooh (Ooh, baby) Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh [Verse 3] She got the keys to my house and my heart, I hope that she save me And she know I'm gon' lay the pipe, pipe down, I turn that bitch crazy Why you trippin'? You won't even listen 'cause you used to all the niggas I promise I'm different, different And I hope you take off your clothes Know I'm persistent, I know that that ass is soft You got to go, don't care 'bout them sheets, girl, let's come take them covers off When we makin' love, girl, I just might take the rubber off And if you fuck with niggas and cheat on your nigga, then what you gon' do to me? Girl, I hope you, huh Girl, don't listen to them bitches, oh Girl, don't tell your business, don't tell your business And girl, just tell me the truth I'm fuckin' with you, haha [Chorus] And I hope you do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh Do-ooh Do-ooh-ooh [Outro] Need some more liquor, yeah Eatin' that pussy, I drown in your river
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Credits
- Writers
- ForteBowie
- Jacquees
- Kyle West
- Donell Jones
- Bobby Luv
- Lyrica Anderson
- Chrishan
- SprngBrk
- ISM
- Chris Brown