Lyrics

She want the Benz and the beamer She want the house and the rolls Don't trust them dog She's trying to get chose First Verse: Shot out to the gutter and the groupies who scream for you guy at the show Shot out to to the side piece cuz she play her role Good girls love bad boys man they trying to get chose I'm trying to keep it on the low Fly you out of town you my chick on the road... Oh Tell your girl she can come too When I'm done man she can get a turn to I'm young and wild, ain't really trying to settle down You need quality time and my dudes is always around I'm a thug, I never really new love Run your mouth if you want but you knew what it was I love your frame I need you to pose I ain't the one who gone buy you rose Chorus: (Repeats twice) She want the benz and the beamer She want the house and the rolls The trips to Miami, the beaches is sandy The kids and the family, she's trying to get chose She want the keys and the codes No telling how far she will go Don't look in her eyes, them hip and them thighs They will tell you lies, they trying to get chose Second Verse: I like ladies slim thick and they hips kind round On momma I'm so high I'm might never come down I'm all the way up like Andrew like 2 minute as I chill in the cut Baby you tripping I ain't about that hugging and kissing I'm probably emotionally deficient Just trying to be real You chasing dollar dolla bills Will never be Netflix and chill You want to spoon, beg me to hold You, coo then I'm back on the road This is my life, my team on the go Pump the breaks... I'm out of control I love your frame, the way you pose I ain't the one that's gonna but you a rose Chorus: (Repeats twice)