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[Intro]
Cállate, Mike Crook
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Chorus]
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored

[Verse 1]
Shе goin' through my followers, call her Curious Georgе
She knowin' I got hoes, 'specially when I'm on tour
Turn a BnB to a strip club, it's money on the floor
Give me sucky, suck-suck, if I don't c*m, give me more
Ayy, I know this n*gga never celebrated when I score
Broke n*ggas only pop that wrist sh*t when they get bored
My feature cost like 20 sum thousand
What is yours?
I'll buy your b*tch and your newborn some new toys (You broke)
I ain't even get her name, but she already in the Lyft
I just shook a n*gga hand, right after I hit that b*tch
Her lips hit the tip, right after she hit the fifth
Nobody knows her name, she's just popular on the di*k
[Chorus]
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored

[Verse 2]
I f*ck with grown women, on God (On God)
Who pay their own bills with their own job (Job)
All of 'em treat me like corn on the cob
While I'm gettin' head, Siri play slob on my knob (Ayy)
If she missed work, my di*k did the job (Job)
I'm a hammer, we cannot build, I'm not Bob (I'm not Bob)
I had the hoes when I wore Sean John
You ain't had hoes if you ain't go to plenty proms
One, n*gga you a lame and your b*tch it's too
Three to the four you can't pull up in the coupe
Five to the six pay seven for the shoes (How much?)
Four pockets full, times two all blues

[Chorus]
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored
One, one to the two to the three to the four
Your b*tch on me, so her panties on the floor
She get irritated when I leave, she want more
All she wanna do is ride di*k, this b*tch bored