Pink Whitney

I let her drink enough, until she tap out So take another shot for me She so fucked up, she gotta call out She got a hangover in the morning, yea You ain't gotta call your boyfriend, 'cause he ain't here and you already know how your night gon' go You ain't gotta talk to the nigga, 'cause he answered with some bitches and you ain't got time for the hoes She crying to me, saying you be fucking up And she telling me, that you don't f*ck enough You gotta tell 'ole boy, for to give it up Cause when lil mama with me, she don't give a f*ck She said you broke her heart, I told her "oh well" Cause hearts were meant to break, inside the Heartbreak Hotel Go ahead and get you a shot, it'll take care of your heart She came in this bitch, smelling like Chanel That nigga ain't shit, but I can do better That nigga a bitch I know what you want And it ain't none of these bottles up front I had to keep it in the back, because I knew you would come She said she tempted, when it comes to that Pink Whitney She said you tripping, when you know the way it gets me I'm tryna get your ass fucked up and out your feelings We know, it's fucked that nigga But right now let's keep sipping, yea She said she tempted, when it comes to that Pink Whitney She said you tripping, when you know the way it gets me I'm tryna get your ass fucked up and out your feelings We know it's fucked that nigga But right now let's keep sipping, yea Her ass so flat she might've balled out She fly as fly can be So fucked up, she gotta call out She got a hangover in the morning, yea You ain't gotta talk to your ex, cause that nigga ain't doing you right and you know that Should've left his ass in the past He ain't giving you his last and he wonder where the hoes at He was playing with you, acting like he gave a f*ck Lying to you, saying that you all he want Had your ass thinking, you the only one And with a mama with me she don't give a f*ck He was walking all over you like a floor mat You keep telling yourself, that you don't need that She came up in the party and asking me where the drink at I'm looking at her funny like baby girl you don't drink that He did it again, you should've knew better His ass been a bitch I know what you want And it ain't none of these bottles up front I had to keep it in the back, because I knew you would come She said she tempted, when it comes to that Pink Whitney She said you tripping, when you know the way it gets me I'm tryna get your ass fucked up and out your feelings We know, it's fucked that nigga But right now let's keep sipping, yea