Heart Attack

I treat her body like the fast life

and I'ma need my heart back

I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up

and you can have her if your cash right

she party all over in the night in town

I think I seen her last night

in my Ferrari strolling with the windows down

treat her body like the fast life

Until she told me slow it down, but I'm just trynna speed it up

I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up

And I'ma need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack And I'ma need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack And all of that

Now tell me have you seen her

My lil ballerina a freak just like Athena

With a body like a Trina, she a fucking head turner

A thorough bread earner

I told her let me hit it like Ike & Tina Turner

And She only rock pumps and I ain't talking bout shotties

Blood up on her shoes like she caught a fucking body

She a bad bitch, couple thousand a bag bitch

Love them fast whips, told her name it I crashed it

And I'ma need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack And I'ma need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack And all of that

I think I seen her on my last flight

Going to another party out of town

I met her in my past life

Jodeci I'm feeling when she not around

I hit her body like a crack pipe I think my high is coming down

But I'm just tryna speed it up

I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up

I seent her on 34th

I was riding by in the Porche

I woulda gave her a compliment

But I'm tied up on the phone shorty arguing

Okay.. Okay I cheat, i cheat but she good

She ain't ever ever gotta walk a block in the hood

She just throw it in the bag with her little pretty ass

Red wine in a glass end the night of with a gasp

And I'ma need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack And I'ma need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack And all of that