[Verse 1]
Boy I think I might claim you
Put my number in my phone, nickname you
It's Brianna
If you ain't know my name
Like Leesha, stilly told his ex bitch
Bye, Felicia
Get ya and ship you a couple of kicks
Put you in the whip, get you views from the six
Tap down in Miami and it feels nice
Now he gazing in my eyes and wanna throw rice
Whoa, whoa
Slow down baby
Got to blow a check before that go down baby
I could pick and could choose like I Jimmy the Choos
We gone charter from harbor
It's nothing to cruise
He post a pic of me under the tree captioning mood
Why you do that now we all over TheShadeRoom
The bikini Chanel
The ass is round
I want him to feel

[Hook]
I be screaming T.O.B for them other bitches
I could take you from a 5 to a 6 series
I ain't never did time but the pussy killer
Tell them other hoes slide they ain't fucking with me
Never been T.O.B like them other bitches
You know we be on the hunt for them real niggas
Type of dude do time he a pussy killer
T.O.B's got to slide
They ain't fucking with me

[Verse 2]
I'm like damn what your name is
How you feeling
Where you from and
Who you came with
You here with 6 2
He pushing 6 2
He had the go grill
And his diamonds mint blue
Oh, god damn I be thinking you the one now
These hoes is shady, I been looking for some sun now
And I can put it down on you if you let me
Boy, this thing is wetter than a jet ski
Let me tell you about my ex boy
He said he was a cheater right
That pussy nig.. couldn't even find the G-spot
And with your shirt off you had it [?] body
And me and you can go because we had a [?]
But boy you know you got to pay up
Only shoot for three's never been the one to lay up
You say with all that ass girl you looking like Trina
I say you hit it once, I bounce it back you will be like Serena

[Hook]
I be screaming T.O.B for them other bitches
I could take you from a 5 to a 6 series
I ain't never did time but the pussy killer
Tell them other hoes slide they ain't fucking with me
Never been T.O.B like them other bitches
You know we be on the hunt for them real niggas
Type of dude do time he a pussy killer
T.O.B's got to slide
They ain't fucking with me

[Bridge]
We ain't really fucking with them other bitches
Boy we nothing like them other bitches
We ain't really fucking with them other bitches
Boy we nothing like them other bitches

[Verse 3]
I'm thinking he the one Bih
How you figure?
I don't know I getting a lil vibe from the nigga
Well he came at me like girl is you a vixen?
Will these Louis Vuittons make me a Christian
Called me angel dust
His addiction
You should have seen the body on the boy girl listen
Well listen
You know I slide him the number tho....true
I'm the type to have him blocking all his other hoes
I'm the type to have him spending all his checks
Make him get a new number, have him shitting on his ex
Got him shitting on his ex
Got a nigga taking trips
Got to buy another bag
We be sporting [?]
Hahhhahhahh

[Hook]
I be screaming T.O.B for them other bitches
I could take you from a 5 to a 6 series
I ain't never did time but the pussy killer
Tell them other hoes slide they ain't fucking with me
Never been T.O.B like them other bitches
You know we be on the hunt for them real niggas
Type of dude do time he a pussy killer
T.O.B's got to slide
They ain't fucking with me



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