Man these days stay way to long
Man i live here, but it feels like i don't belong
These hoes playing to much on us
Just wanna get hooked on that latina
Who would get me to bust
I need that girl by my side
I want that girl, but all she does is hide
Don't know where to go with out her
Don't know how to live this life with out her
It's crazy to see my life with out her
All my homies wanna be around her
They wanna try and smash, or just cop her
Why don't they get it? she with me bro!
"But babe they just my friends, why you mad?"
Well they gonna have to get used to it
They could look all they want
But if they try and touch, they better run hands with me
They better beware of me
Hope they know that i'm like that bodyguard of Kim's
Ain't gonna let a homie try and get close to you
F*ck that homie up if he try and get close to you
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
They jump at the first site of you
You wearing that dress, they try to undress you
I'll f*ck a homie up if he try to rub against you at that party up on Jadeite
They try to start something, i beat them up like Suge Knight
Oh shit i just started it
All these people wanna get hard with it
Going crazy on these homies
And they be paying it
Be paying for the views
Be Drake on the tower
Bought a new house, i'm J. Cole on the roof
We'd be outside with Travis
Getting Goosebumps just waiting for my girl
She'd be fire with that dress, showing that ass
Hold up... i gotta sit down and rest
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
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Man these days stay way to long
Man i live here, but it feels like i don't belong
These hoes playing to much on us
Just wanna get hooked on that latina
Who would get me to bust
I need that girl by my side
I want that girl, but all she does is hide
Don't know where to go with out her
Don't know how to live this life with out her
It's crazy to see my life with out her
All my homies wanna be around her
They wanna try and smash, or just cop her
Why don't they get it? she with me bro!
"But babe they just my friends, why you mad?"
Well they gonna have to get used to it
They could look all they want
But if they try and touch, they better run hands with me
They better beware of me
Hope they know that i'm like that bodyguard of Kim's
Ain't gonna let a homie try and get close to you
F*ck that homie up if he try and get close to you
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
They jump at the first site of you
You wearing that dress, they try to undress you
I'll f*ck a homie up if he try to rub against you at that party up on Jadeite
They try to start something, i beat them up like Suge Knight
Oh shit i just started it
All these people wanna get hard with it
Going crazy on these homies
And they be paying it
Be paying for the views
Be Drake on the tower
Bought a new house, i'm J. Cole on the roof
We'd be outside with Travis
Getting Goosebumps just waiting for my girl
She'd be fire with that dress, showing that ass
Hold up... i gotta sit down and rest
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
Man i live here, but it feels like i don't belong
These hoes playing to much on us
Just wanna get hooked on that latina
Who would get me to bust
I need that girl by my side
I want that girl, but all she does is hide
Don't know where to go with out her
Don't know how to live this life with out her
It's crazy to see my life with out her
All my homies wanna be around her
They wanna try and smash, or just cop her
Why don't they get it? she with me bro!
"But babe they just my friends, why you mad?"
Well they gonna have to get used to it
They could look all they want
But if they try and touch, they better run hands with me
They better beware of me
Hope they know that i'm like that bodyguard of Kim's
Ain't gonna let a homie try and get close to you
F*ck that homie up if he try and get close to you
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
They jump at the first site of you
You wearing that dress, they try to undress you
I'll f*ck a homie up if he try to rub against you at that party up on Jadeite
They try to start something, i beat them up like Suge Knight
Oh shit i just started it
All these people wanna get hard with it
Going crazy on these homies
And they be paying it
Be paying for the views
Be Drake on the tower
Bought a new house, i'm J. Cole on the roof
We'd be outside with Travis
Getting Goosebumps just waiting for my girl
She'd be fire with that dress, showing that ass
Hold up... i gotta sit down and rest
Baby you my Queen B
Baby you ain't nicki, but you a bad b
Love it that you call me papi
High key you my sexy mami
Baby you so fire, you my Queen B
Writer: Bruavo
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