News - Y2, The Teeta

Yeah

Yeah

I ont know what happ if she go missin

She not wit the crew or my coalition

She’s high speed so it’s no kissin

Had a change of heart cuz you don’t listen

If you eva think ya hoe missin

Pots and the pans she in my kitchen

Wet water yea she love whippin

Make money like she like strippin

Ya can’t sit here

Run forrest

Don’t pour it

Don’t blow it

Field goalin

Look shit changed

Feel the gold bitch

I’m on a roll bitch

No sir News

Feel for force switch

That’s tha move

Ain’t she gorgeous

Hotel rooms

Take a tour bitch

Don’t tell News

Don’t tell News

Nobody

Just like Keith Sweat

Got my feet wet

You ain’t peep that

No sir news

She look decent

But thats old news

No sir news

Back it up

Count it

Rack it up

A hunnid

Whoa

Turn twenty to fo'

Got plenty to go

Got ten in a row

Drop bill on tha flo'

Y’ain’t feelin me tho

Boy I’m still on a roll

Still on a go

If she see me she gon go missin

I just killed the pussy need a mortician

I need a bad bitch to hit the forbes list wit

I been drippin sauce cuz I was born wit this shit

She say she from Cali das my bae from the bay

We just show up flexin give a fuck what choo thank

If she bartendin tell her pour up some drank

If she start strippin we go straight to the bank

Whoa

Dat sh*t turnt me

To a monsta

If she get sponsored

We drop contract

I keep some art hoes

Like it’s tumblr

Take off all clothes

I’m so awful

But she so thoughtful

That’s that good brain

She so poppin

I’m so popular

She get all wet

Like a dolphin

She on my radar

And they can’t stop us

Back it up

Count it

Rack it up

A hunnid

Whoa

Turn twenty to fo'

Got plenty to go

Got ten in a row

Drop bill on tha flo'

Y’ain’t feelin me tho

Boy I’m still on a roll

Still on a go

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa