WTN lyrics

by

Natasha Bedingfield


[Intro: Ant Beale]
Yeah, ayy
I wanna... (Woah)
I wanna... (Woah, pull up, pull up, pull up)
Yeah, Bentley
Yeah
G-G-G-Good work, Charlie

[Verse 1: Ant Beale]
I just wanna pull up in a Bentley and designer (Skrrt)
Lately, I've been looking for Ms. Rider, can't find her (Ayy)
I was off the sake got kicked out of Benihana (Slurred)
Dirty ass b*tch take the nut from out the condom (Woah)
Friend walked in, I was sucking on titties (Yeah)
Asked me can I join yeah just throw me fifty (Yeah)
pus*y so good should've paid the b*tch fifty (Okay)
Now I hit her up any time I'm in the city (Okay)
Every time I slide by (Slide by), they be like gee (Gee)
Little mama said I'm so fly (So fly), I was like preach
f*cked my bread up now it's time to hit the trap
I know one thing, I'ma definitely get it back
Why you keep calling me bro you don't got my back? (Yeah)
Why you keep hogging the plate, even the scraps? (Woah, woah)

[Chorus: Ant Beale]
Yeah, now I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas (No they not)
And now I gotta watch these b*tches (b*tches)
'Cause I know they not my b*tches (My b*tches)
Now. I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas (Not my n*ggas)
And now I gotta watch these b*tches (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my b*tches (Not my b*tches)
Now. I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas (No they not)
And now I gotta watch these b*tches (Gotta watch)
'Cause I know they not my b*tches (No they not)
And now I gotta watch these b*tches (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my b*tches
Now. I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas (Not my n*ggas)
And now I gotta watch- (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my b*tches (Not my b*tches)

[Verse 2: Ant Beale]
Little A Beezy done grown up, I don't pick the phone up, I don't wanna talk to you n*ggas (Facts)
Sneak boy, clinging to my feet boy, every time I look up making money off of my ideas (Wack)
Now I gotta be up on some secret service sh*t (Yeah)
Cause they out here picking pockets on some damn near worthless sh*t (Woah)
I been smoking roaches n*gga swear the kid is rich (Woah)
Cause I look like I spent a couple thousand on my fit (Woah, ayy)
f*ck it, I'ma throw an eighth in the wood (Wood)
I'ma swing back to the hood (Skrrt, skrrt)
Like, f*ck it
Shawty got that face that I love, mouth is a drug she the plug (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I, f*ck it (Yeah)
Freak hoe tryna make love (Woah), threw a little ass on the rug (Woah)
I, buss it
Now she talking 'bout she in love (Skrrt), told that little b*tch she a dub
Can't, trust it
Can't, trust it
Can't, trust it

[Chorus: Ant Beale]
Now, I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas (No, they not)
And now I gotta watch these b*tches
'Cause I know they not my b*tches
Now, I gotta watch these n*ggas (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my n*ggas
And now I gotta watch these b*tches (Gotta watch)
'Cause they not my b*tches

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