V Day ft. Yung Dul Lyrics

Chris if an old, old man comes to bowl

He's bout to throw the og slider, aight

I just want a Valentine

Type a girl look after me

Trying to fall in love

Yuh, I'm trying to build a family

Can't mess with hoes, yuh they blowin' up my phone

Next thing that you know, left a voice mail at the tone

And, I met her at Capones and she was sippin' on Petrone

When we walked back to 117, she gave me dome

She had the smell stuck in her nose of my cologne

I'm the mailman the way I deliver like Malone

Yuh, I'm in it for one night, I just want a good time

I just want a girl that I can call my Valentine

She a ten outta ten, yeah you know she a dime piece

Had to drop a hoe for you, I can't have no side piece

Aye, she a hoe, she gonna suck on my penis

February fourteenth, she turns into Venus

She promiscuous, the way she got a Only Fans

Yuh, I'm into it, now imma pass her to my mans

I can't have no shorty cause they all gettin' after me

Balled on they head, 30 piece like an athlete

All about my chicken and my bread like it's Zaxby's

Fine dining bitch, we can't eat at no Applebees

Had to get my cheese like cheddar, dip like queso

Shotty call me daddy, she gon' do what I say so

Fresh off the come up, so you know we gonna lay low

Playing with the clit, got to rub it like some Play Doh

Linkin' with a dime from the Bronx like she J Lo

Fitted up like Roker, yuh, I'm live on the Today Show

Change up the flow, always trying to copy me

Wearin' Gucci slides bitch, you can't even walk with me

I been out all night, can't lie, I been drinkin'

What the hell I'm doing, like what am I thinkin'

Call me Abraham, shotty know we never linkin'

Crew full of og's, yuh, this ship never sinkin'

Money real tall, so you know it's never shrinkin'

Never fucking sippin'

Always pimpin'

Pull up lippin'

Yuh, that dick destroy

Yuh, she gonna make some noise

Flint town bitch, that's south of Detroit

I just want a Valentine

Type a girl look after me

Trying to fall in love

Yuh, I'm trying to build a family

Can't mess with hoes, yuh they blowin' up my phone

Next thing that you know, left a voice mail at the tone

And she blowin' up my phone (my phone)