Open Ya Window Lyrics

Open ya window!

Don't know what's the problem wit us

You like to fight and fuss

You like to argue and cause ruckus

I'm tryna buy you stuff

I'm tryna love you girl

Put you inside of that beamer truck oh yea

Cmon

You wanna go head and talk that dumb s**t

You like to argue with me

But baby i'm tryna give yo a** a kiss

I'm tryna love on you

I'm tryna go and just grab up on yo hips

I'm tryna on you

I'm loving how yo kitty catch a grip

Like like how i grip on my nine

You say you f**k with me baby

You like I miss yo behind

You miss me breaking yo spine

I miss slapping yo behind

You like to twerk and whine

When i'm behind i take my time

Don't know what's the argue

Don't know what the fuss

Don't know why you tryna argue and not just

You in yo v listening to my old stuff

They think i'm going out sad

For you I let my glizzy bu uh uh uhst

Mr.cmon he be making wishes

I got to many girls

I got to many bit**es

I'm riding round wit my wit my ni**as

I'm riding round wit my wit my killas

I'm riding round wit the money gettas

I'm walking round making missions

The way that you dance n you move make a young ni**a slide

We fight and make up and I dump in yo thighs

Don't last for to long cause yo cat a slip n slide

I left my ex for yo cute a** no lie

If i text her you'll pushup with your iron

Crazy it's cute I don't know what to do

Like damn baby i can't tell you a lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know why i'm talking you think it's lie

Don't know what's the problem wit us

You like to fight and fuss

You like to argue and cause ruckus

I'm tryna buy you stuff

I'm tryna love you girl

Put you inside of that beamer truck oh yea

Cmon