YSL

Tell me what the f*ck you want to do now I don't ever party but I'm here now I like the way you move The way you come down I want to leave with you And take you up town Lets hit the road Anywhere we can go Your neck is froze Silhouette like a rose Hold me down don't let go Balling in LA That bitch want to f*ck me cause Im up now Dolce, Prada, 'Sace I got all that on my ass now Eastside of my city I got love for all them bad hoes And they get that bag though Spent that on a bag though All them flashing lights I see I need this when I feel low Riding with a 10 And then I pass her like Im rondo That bitch so damn bad I can't remember any of my old hoes I love when she gets low Drop down, clap that ass though (Why don't you believe in me?) And I put it on my soul I won't let you go (Why don't you believe in me?) Dressed in Saint Laurent I know what you want But I know you're a front