Genie

Yeah Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie Yeah, you copyin' my lingo, why you trynna be me? Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny We both slept on, times in the dark, shit, but we kept goin Puttin' the West on, now I feel like Pac with vest on No offense, though, yeah, I think you look better with less on Takin' that dress off Playin' that Keith while we gettin' our sweat on Five a.m. and I'm at places where I shouldn't be If you by my side, it's all in ain't no in between My intentions Genuwine, so what's in them jeans? And we ride around in Maybachs, ain't no limousines Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie Copyin' my lingo, baby, why you trynna be me? Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny Brand new AMG on Forgiato's, -ato's, -ato's Mile high club, yeah we throwin' dollars, dollars Any section that we in, it's just bottles, bottles You come back to the cribs and it's just models, models Yeah, Vicky, Secret, whoa, yeah Willhemina, whoa IMG models, whoa L.A, Q, Otto, whoa Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie Copyin' my lingo, baby, why you trynna be me? Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny