fetty wap - text me lyrics
[intro: fetty wap]
you can text me in the
you can text me in the
you can text me in the
[chorus: fetty wap]
you can text me in the am or text me in the pm
i keep a lot of girls who i hit up when i need ’em
but baby you can text me
somethin’ ’bout you really got me going
you was s-xy, be crazy if you left me
you can text me in the am or text me in the pm
i keep a lot of girls who i hit up when i need ’em
but baby you can text me
somethin’ ’bout you you really got me going
you was s-xy, be crazy if you left me, yeah
[verse 1: monty]
you can text me in the am or text me in the pm
last n-gga that you had, yeah, i’d hate to be him
everyday a party, n-ggas feelin’ like a rerun
bottle after bottle, that’s the type of sh-t we be on
baby you can text me, just don’t ever sweat me
just don’t say you not gon’ leave and then you left me
pull up to yo’ address, baby get you -ss dressed
if you got a n-gga, you know i can get you p-ssed that
started in yo’ dm
got a lot of b-tches, i’ma see ’em when i see ’em
i can take you on a shoppin’ spree up in neiman’s
i might hit the road switchin’ hoes like the seasons
[chorus: fetty wap]
you can text me in the am or text me in the pm
i keep a lot of girls who i hit up when i need ’em
but baby you can text me
somethin’ ’bout you really got me going
you was s-xy, be crazy if you left me
you can text me in the am or text me in the pm
i keep a lot of girls who i hit up when i need ’em
but baby you can text me
somethin’ ’bout you you really got me going
you was s-xy, be crazy if you left me, yeah
[verse 2: fetty wap]
you can text me in the am, baby
you can text me and stop playin’, baby
i swear you so s-xy, baby
and i like yo’ body, baby
yeah, and kick it like karate, baby
yeah, and two of us, let’s party, baby
yeah, and top down in my ‘rari, baby
yeah, and, and i know you like me, baby
yeah, and know i drive you crazy, too
sorry, this is what i do
money flow for me and you
money on a lot of jewels
i come from on the streets, that’s true
you was there for me, that’s you
got a brand new whip, that’s you
got a lot of bags, that’s you
lovin’ on a bottle of rosé
i’ma show you how i do it
baby, there’s no point of shootin’
money movin’ with the groove
watch this how we comin’ through
foreigns, that’s a lot of coupes
watchin’ for my n-ggas shootin’
money gettin’ n-ggas [?]
[outro: fetty wap]
aye
baby
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
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