Vibin' to the music (oh)
This is how we do it (all night)
All night
Breezin' down the freeway (oh)
Just me and my baby in our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to the music, yeah
Yeah, me and you
This shit forever
When I see you
I want you to rock my sweater
Used to be all in my feelings
Writing letters
Girl, you better
Be just for me
I'ma have you hoppin'
Like a bunny, yeah
It go, fah, fah, fah
Yo' lil bitch, gon give me top
I'ma aim it at ya' top
We gone watch yo' body flop
Yeah yeah
You gone call 12
You gone call the cops
The way I eat it out
She gone call Michael Jackson
The way that I just Beat It down
(Huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, huh, huh)
(Homixide, huh, huh)
(Homixide, woah, woah)
(Huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, homixide, huh)
(Homixide, homixide, huh)