歌词
Ay, sipping on that brown liquor
She think that I sound sicker
When I hit that, when I hit that (cannon, cannon)
Sipping on that brown liquor
She think that I sound sicker
When I hit that, when I hit that (cannon, cannon)
And she right (and she right)
Yeah, she is (yeah, she is)
I'm gone (I'm gone)
Off this (off this)
Yeah, dressed up in all dapper
I got what they all after
Damn, this beat so classy
That's how I am as a bachelor
Treating my women nice
Getting my momma right
Running up that
Running up that, running up that
Price
I've been feeling nice
If she gon' pop
I'm gon' roll
'Cause we don't stop
We just go
Cuff links on the shirt
That's that work
Watch me go berserk
Watch me flip, watch me pop
Treat me like a lollipop
Watch me kick, watch me duck
I'ma keep that money tucked
Climbing up, Peter Parker
I can't wait to see your daughter
I'm just kidding sir
Dealing with a true gentleman over here
You see, it's that type shit
Got a cigar in your mouth
A few buttons undone
Feel that wind, yeah-yeah
That pinky ring
Yeah-yeah, ay, ay
Sipping on that brown liquor (if she gon' pop)
She think that I sound sicker
When I hit that, when I hit that (cannon, cannon)
(I'm gon' roll) I've been feeling like a Don
('Cause we don't stop)
Sipping on that brown liquor (we just go)
She think that I sound sicker
When I hit that, when I hit that (cannon, cannon)
(If she gon' pop) feeling like a Don
(I'm gon' roll)
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
I get a click in with time
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
I get a click in with time
Mr. Telephone Man