Can you, baby? Can you?

Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?

When you leave the club

please call my phone, I just wan' rub you

I love when you get dressed

you put it on, I take it off you

I know when she get home

she call my phone like, "Bae, where are you? "

Yeah, she don't ask me 'bout no other bitches

she know she's my number one

You might not never find the perfеct bitch

go 'head and build you one

Plenty tings I got on onе line, they'll give me they pum-pum

From the back, I love just how she clap it

sound just like a drum

Soon as I walk in, bitches eyein' me

I could pick 'bout any one

Security know that they can't touch me

I brought my pint and gun

Tired of all them with this Rick

I could've bought a Kia truck

I got four carats that's in each ear

hate when my ear get stuck

These niggas out here, they be soft as hell

when the fuck did y'all get tough?

I can't afford to take no loss

so fuck the man, we stuff the truck

Yeah, my lil' bitch so bad

when she walk past, I smack her butt

Yeah, all your bitches trash

you fuck with shit I wouldn't even touch

Yeah, when you find out she a ho

just let her ho, don't beat her up

Her ass fat, her coochie fat, so both of them is just a plus

I let her show for me inside the Maybach

now she love the truck

Her last nigga had a Ford, I think he drove a pickup truck

Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?

When you leave the club

please call my phone, I just wan' rub you

I love when you get dressed

you put it on, I take it off you

I know when she get home

she call my phone like, "Bae, where are you? "

Yeah, she don't ask me 'bout no other bitches

she know she's my number one

You might not never find the perfect bitch

go 'head and build you one

Plenty tings I got on one line, they'll give me they pum-pum

From the back, I love just how she clap it

sound just like a drum