You Got It (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Hey lil ma let me slide on you

Know you know my name and that's cool

Say you riding too

Riding for the fame

That's a shame

You a fu**ing fool

Shawty you got game

Yea you got it yea

Girl you got it yea

Shawty do yo s**t

Shawty do yo s**t

Staring at yo hips

Let me grip

Let me sippy sip

Let me kiss yo lips

Below yo hips

Yea you got me whipped

Shawty you the s**t

Yea you got it yea girl you got it

Shawty come here take a ride

Let me grip on yo thighs

Look you feeling so high

Gucci shades got you looking so fly

Raf boy yea a ni**a been fly

Chanel shawty got me wondering why

I ain't slide guess it was cause my pride

I see you girl yea I know that you shy

You say you different come here be my little bride

Been certified yea since junior high

Been hella fine yea ain't wasting no time

Been getting money yea you've been in yo prime

Been playing niggas way before yo little time

I broke the clock now you wanna be mine

It's fuck you girl we ain't sipping no wine

It's fuck you girl bitch don't hit up my line

But hey Zay ain't that yo little bae

Way back From sixth grade

Guess shit changed

Thought you loved her mane

Guess s**t ain't the same

She want fame

Now you acting strange

Tell me who's to blame

Now she popping and you sliding

If I can't trust you baby

I don't want you baby

I can't love you baby

Not my lady

How you tryna play me

Acting out all shady

Da** that's crazy how you tryna play me

Acting out all shady

Da** that's crazy how you tryna play me

Acting out all shady

Hey lil ma let me slide on you

Know you know my name and that's cool

Say you riding too

Riding for the fame

That's a shame

You a fu**ing fool

Shawty you got game

Yea you got it yea

Girl you got it yea

Shawty do yo s**t

Shawty do yo s**t

Staring at yo hips

Let me grip

Let me sippy sipp

Let me kiss yo lips

Below yo hips

Yea you got me whipped

Shawty you the s**t

Yea you got it yea girl you got it