[Intro] Beats by Choc [Chorus: Alexcis] You a little Libra, you already know Money in my pocket and it's all for you Cute little ten with an attitude Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you Body hot like crazy She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy Baby out in Long Beach She be frontin' but she want me I could treat you right, I could treat you right Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line Take you on a date, dinner on a roof Baby we could fu*k in the photo booth Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 1: Snow Tha Product] I want a shorty with buchona vibes You could tell me how you wanna ride You could tell that I am about that life, what you like (Yeah) I know that I'm toxic, all my exes crazy (Ah) I could tell your novio's a pendejo baby (A-ha) Ella es de Mazatlán yeah, Culiacán yeah (Yeah) Yo de Michoacán yeah, what you want yeah Tequila y tambora is a philosophy (Ay) I'm just here simpin' 'cause I have got to see (Yeah) Dice que ella no es fácil, quiere Versace Tiene problemas con su mami, dinero y papi And I mean why you let him cheat just 'cause he drive Mercedes Girl you fine as hell, no te hagan mensa baby (Ah) Una Mexicana encima de la Jeepeta In the valley looking for a buchi fresa (Ah) Never mess with girls, que yo soy la primera Wouldn't be the first, que yo la dejo inquieta (A-ha) [Chorus: Alexcis] You a little Libra, you already know Money in my pocket and it's all for you Cute little ten with an attitude Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you Body hot like crazy She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy Baby out in Long Beach She be frontin' but she want me I could treat you right, I could treat you right Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line Take you on a date, dinner on a roof Baby we could fu*k in the photo booth Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2: Alexcis] No me importa lo que dicen la gente Cuando estamos juntos se me borra la mente Love it when we kick it, baby you my little sensei Quiere serenata cantamos una de Chente Little baby wanna act like me Ves lo cabrona, quiere un vuelo pa Paris Noches en La Playa, [?] all up on the beach Si tu eres mía yo te voy a consentir Come and tell me what you want Put you in a Benz, put you in Saint Laurent No me importa what it cost Yo te compro todo baby a bailar O lo que perdone Dios Ven y liviana porque sepa que ese rumba vamos los dos Baby I'ma demon, and you no angel Quiero que seas mía, hasta el día de hoy [Chorus: Alexcis & T-Pain] You a little Libra, you already know Money in my pocket and it's all for you Cute little ten with an attitude Racks up in my pocket and it's all for you Body hot like crazy She gon' ride me 'cause I'm wavy Baby out in Long Beach She be frontin' but she want me I could treat you right, I could treat you right Keep you up all night, girl just hit my line Take you on a date, dinner on a roof Baby we could fu*k in the photo booth Oh, oh, oh, oh (Boop, boop) Oh, oh, oh, oh (Gotta take a chance sometimes) Oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh) Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 3: T-Pain] Baby I just think you need to tell your man he gotta chill out Y'all ain't even married, girl, you need a real spouse You know his pocket's in a real drought If it ain't a mansion in Wisconsin it's not a real house, yuh I can show you things, I can show you things (yuh) Baby, pick a truck, you want the Rolls or the Range (yuh) How you drippin' water, got it froze on the chain (yuh) Girl, I got you grippin', whippin' slow in the lane (yuh) But until that day I'ma keep shootin' my shot, yeah So you ain't gotta ask if I'ma do it or not I got a to do list, I'ma put you at the top 'Cause girl you're lookin' like a meal, I'ma put you in a pot, oh oh So go on and put your number in my phone, I'ma hit you in the morn' Tell me when you all alone, oh oh 'Cause he don't really know what he got And he gon' know exactly what he got when you gone, oh oh [Outro: T-Pain] Oh No Oh