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