JTB X Benji - PYT (feat. Thirty2) Lyrics

She my PYT
She want some attention give her everything she need
Lame boy in her section put him on a white tee
You don't know nobody that would do that except for me
Except for me
You so fine moving in them leather jeans
Not just sexually
But more mentally
In tune
I'm the one that got you so damn gassed up
Blue checks baby girl you need a manager
They be asking you a fan of her
I'm like nah nah nah nah I'm the man to her
We just be popping popping
Vibing vibing
Ain't no one can tell us different
Ohh
She my PYT
She want some attention give her everything she need
Lame boy in her section put him on a white tee
You don't know nobody that would do that except for me
Except for me
You so fine moving in them leather jeans
(Leather jeans)
Not just sexually
(Not just sexually)
But more mentally
In tune
PYT PYT PYT
That's my PYT
Lil mama a dime piece
My baby my wifey
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
If I go down I'd know she'll ride for me
She'd do that time for me
She'd make that slide for me
Ohh I know she'd lie for me yea yea
I can't trust myself but I can trust her
Everybody on the gram wanna f*ck her
She like when I'm thuggin' yea all in my white tee
She want me
She need me
She f*cks me
She likes me
Ohh
She can't get over me
Cause I eat that punani like its groceries
Pretty young thang
I wanna love you
Nobody gonna love you
The way I love you
Ohh
She my PYT
She want some attention give her everything she need
Lame boy in her section put him on a white tee
You don't know nobody that would do that except for me
Except for me
You so fine moving in them leather jeans
Not just sexually
But more mentally
In tune
It's JTB
My PYT
You toxic and exotic
That's the recipe
You testing me I can tell
Stay texting me on my cell
She wanna cuff me and take me downtown yea I need bail
Punani
Punani
Way she workin'
She deserve it
Make that chick tsunami
Move
Move
Move yo body on me
When she in my bed she ride like Maserati
Walk up in
Bring a friend
Thirty make the choppa sing like Ben
She say she in love
Mad that I won't cuff
Hit my room I bet I'll make it up
Girl I'll make you gossip
I'll make you gossip yea
Aqua lil mami just like the faucets yea
When I beat it up it sound like pasta yea
Do me a solid and make me solid
Yea yea yea
She my PYT
She want some attention give her everything she need
Lame boy in her section put him on a white tee
You don't know nobody that would do that except for me
Except for me
You so fine moving in them leather jeans
Not just sexually
But more mentally
In tune