Lyrics Kevin Michael

Kevin Michael

Ha Ha Ha

Ma be the hype

With a body so tight

And she's sending green light

Like she's choosing

But I ain't gonna sweat

Ain't gonna sweat, no

Givin me the bedroom eye

And she bitin on her lip

Like she wanna wrinkle up the sheets

And work it till she break a sweat

Until she break a sweat, yeah

She's smoking like incense

Burning like a candle

Bout a thousand degrees

This chick's off the meter

Ass so fat

Don't waste that

You can be on my team

You ain't gotta beg, girl

I don't like handouts

They way too easy

You was wide open

First minute you seen me

Can't blame you

Look at me

Ma take a breather

I know you excited

This is how I'm workin it

(Put some Cuervo in her cup and start loosening up)

Once it's kickin in

(I'll be opportunistic and I'm sure that I can hit it)

1 for the money, 2 for the show

3 for my crib and away we go

Ain't no need for the number exchange

That'll be handled in the morning (Ha ha ha)

Hey ma, whatchu got under that sexy dress?

(Nothing)

Damn girl, what I got to do to see if you telling the truth?

(Nothing)

Grab your coat, your purse, your keys, what else you need?

(Nothing)

G5 ride out, now it's time to find out, if you tryin to cut

(Something)

The Cartier clicks and it's quarter to two

Man what is we gonna do?

She starts spittin nasty thoughts

This chick is so bold

Ain't nothing wrong with that

Cause that's the type of talk I like

So baby now I'm sold meet me round the back you know I'm with it

I'm a have to lay you down

Ha ha ha