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[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
She says she want a n*gga that will buy her nice things
A getaway where he don’t wanna do the right things
I told her she ain't never met a n*gga like me
And when she bust it open, I send it right back
Give it to you ways that you ain't never seen girl
I'ma put it on you 'til you scream girl
Come and let me show what I mean girl
I make you cream girl, I bet you like that

[Verse 1: Roscoe Dash]
She said go dumb and I do that, put it in a suplex
Work it out broke two sweats, doggystyle like two pets
Baby I'm a nuisance, use it to it's useless
Send you right back to your man
Just to let him know he's juice-less
Don't mean to brag but I'm on it right now
She like the way the paint switches, peach to scarlet right now
I walk in the room, well it started right now
I left her house, she do is call and say I want it right now
Been on the top two years, two summers (yeah)
'bout time someone took me under (yeah)
And who better then your b*tch? (go)
That's my favorite girl, no wonder
You feed her breakfast, lunch, and supper (yeah)
I text her, meet her, f*ck her (yeah)
You kiss her at the end of the night 'cause you’re a sucker, hah
[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
She says she want a n*gga that will buy her nice things
A getaway where he don’t wanna do the right things
I told her she ain't never met a n*gga like me
And when she bust it open, I send it right back
Give it to you ways that you ain't never seen girl
I'ma put it on you 'til you scream girl
Come and let me show what I mean girl
I make you cream girl, I bet you like that

[Verse 2: Derez De'Shon]
I'm D-Bo, you Felicia, baggin' b*tches, yeah I feed her
Two hundred dollars for that pus*y and two bands for my sneakers
Man she face down all in the pillow, ass all in the air
I f*ck her like she never been, then slap her and pull her hair
DDT that pus*y, pin up, she tap out
Roll it out on some dice, watch how quick she crap out
I like bad b*tch with a good coochie, bad job I'ma pull her Gucci
Kick out on express way, Chris Brown, throw the deuces
She like it, she love it, she suck it, she f*ck it
I kiss it, I lick it, she pop it, I bust
D Dash, he smash, all four, no knee pads
She glad, but he mad, she love me with her freak ass

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
She says she want a n*gga that will buy her nice things
A getaway where he don’t wanna do the right things
I told her she ain't never met a n*gga like me
And when she bust it open, I send it right back
Give it to you ways that you ain't never seen girl
I'ma put it on you 'til you scream girl
Come and let me show what I mean girl
I make you cream girl, I bet you like that