T.I.
You
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I give you all my money, all of mine
Attention, call you all the time
Wanna be the one to call you mine
Baby, maybe you should be
My nasty girl, if you do everything I ask, you can have the world
[?]
More than you imagine, without even askin'
Real life, true story, I ain't even cappin'
You breaked the whip at ten, ain't even happen
Just get your ass on the mattress (yeah)
And let me show you who the master (yeah)
I can give the dick to you slow now (yeah)
Or I can make it go faster (yeah)
You say your last n***a low down
Well shawty, I ain't no pastor
I promise, I got my falts
If I brought them bitches home with me, was not my fault
She diggin' up dirt to be the woman I thought
Because she ain't about the wallet if the chain got caught (damn)
You look like a woman that should really be put-up
Saw you naked, no flaws, if there were very little (hey)
All I wanna do is put my tongue in the middle
Hum on the [?], let you cum on my dental
I swear it's fuckin' with my mental
Don't wanna wreck nobody heart accidental
But, I hear the sauna was on when I last seen you and I get sentimental
Cause I belong in a kennel, a dog ass n***a finna hall ass with a bad bitch somewhere where your phone ain't finna work, satellite location all get turned off
[Chorus: Jayd Ink and London Jae]
Make it official (yeah)
Boy, what's the issue?
Only thing I think about is you (all that I want)
Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh)
Make it official (yeah)
Boy, what's the issue?
Only thing I think about is you (all that I want)
Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2: London Jae]
I'ma take her shopping, make her smile
See her happy, hug her tight and never let go
I'ma take her 'round the world and back
And give her everything she want, I'll never say no
I'ma keep her with me, keep her drippin
All the ice I can buy, colder than the north pole
And all I ever wanted was a bitch that'd keep it real with me
Now I'm on-I'm on top
Gotta get her home alone, get on top
Love it when she moan, she grown, she don't stop
Pouring shots, Patrone sit on the rocks
No 12, baby girl I'ma cop
You, whatever you like, we'll get clocks
Matching Rollies, police let 'em watch
Cruesing through the city, drop the top
[Chorus: Jayd Ink]
Make it official (yeah)
Boy, what's the issue?
Only thing I think about is you (all that I want)
Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh)
Make it official (yeah)
Boy, what's the issue?
Only thing I think about is you (all that I want)
Only one I'm on about is you (oh, oh, oh)