See, I'm in LA and she from LA
I'm from the West, she was born around the Bayou
Beautiful too, y'all, she's such a knockout
You gotta hear her talk, it's sorta kinda cute
Quarter French, half black, quarter ??
The girl that make you wanna get a suit
You know the type your mamma might like
The kind you might write a couple of poems about under a nightlight
She in LA and that's a long way, away from Louisiana
'Bama living, cameras giving the shows of me and Papi
Hopping on top of couch kush and shopping
Buying whatever got you looking, looking, look here
Rubbing elbows among the crooked
One pill, two pill, took it, three pill, four pill, took it
Now she licking on her BFF because they looking
Well fuck it, as long as they looking
She gonna do what she wanna
Do what she wanna
As long as she do, do, do
It's not for a man remaining down
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
I notice you noticing me noticing you
I'm digging your style, your smile, you and I could be
Got one nose, two ears and upper lip and piercings for each
How she do it?
When I heard the accent I knew she was foreign
Bottle after bottle, the way it was pouring
Nigga after nigga to show upon it
Rocking back and forth while the Dj, the Dj's acting like
She know the words, got her hands up high
Like fuck it, if we only live once Imma live until living passes me by
Every now and then she go and looks in my direct
I'm tryna engage in talking so she ?? off the next
Dude with the right amount of gold round his neck
Yeah, as long as she ain't naked, she go bake it till she make it
Do she, do she, do she
As long as she do
It's not for a man remaining down
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up
Bust it up, bust it up