Letra My own Yung Berg

My own

Say you wanna sing it to the floor
Gonna buy it all
Say you wanna stick it to the crib
Get it in

(Hook)
Tell me what you gonna do about it
Everytime that you ask about it
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna real nigga girl
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna be mine
Be my baby girl

(Verse)
Your old man ,played out like a flat tire
I told her we can do it big on a sasquatch
Told her we can do it big Caps Lock
I flip you and I turn around like laptops
She all up in my bed
Round 1 that's back now
Now I'm all up in the hair
Round 2 got scratches
Shorty make me wanna sing
Can't stop me from rapping
I get stashes that big
When I get her on the mattress
I like it down like prison times
I just bought 2 cars and they're both for her
Knock knock who the fuck there
I'm gonna take of your underwear
And I ain't gonna leave no leftovers
Girl we don't need no underwear

(Hook)
Tell me what you gonna do about it
Everytime that you ask about it
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna real nigga girl
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna be mine
Be my baby girl

(Verse)
Shortie got it all
Sleeping in my crib
Jumping in my pool
Talking bout bringing over her kids
I tell her whole days
She be like why not
Think about short terms showty
Wanna take the long shot
Damn her pussy's so wet
Fuck your girl wearing a pea coat
Get your baby momma first
Damn that cost a C note
All you girls think that I'm crazy
Cee-Lo
And my music danging on blocks
Kilos

(Verse)
I been a baddy
Counting cans red
Copy you can see the paly
Chandelier a hundred K
You can read about it
Fuck my bitch in her bidet
Think about it

(Hook)
Tell me what you gonna do about it
Everytime that you ask about it
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna real nigga girl
Riding around in that east side
Homie nigga that B fly
Say you wanna be mine
Be my baby girl