Girl
You fassy
Fast ass
Sassy (yeah)
Bet no 304 pass me
Sock it to my pocket like a rocket
Gotta blast me
P-shit
I'ma pop it
Pop it on the pole
Drop it to the floor
Let 'em know
Streets hiring
Baby
Streets hiring (hey!)
Streets hiring
Baby
You been flyer than them
Big talk
Lil' waist
Hands on her knees
Bend it like she tryna put the floor on freeze
Cash on deck
She can smell that cheese
Look back
Slow clap
Make a grown man plead
Name ain't Cupid
Still I aim
Don't miss
Tats on the hip and the gloss on the lips
Bad lil' habit with the bag and the grip
Said she only clock in when the ones get stripped (facts)
Girl
You fassy
Fast ass
Sassy (uh)
Bet no 304 pass me
Sock it to my pocket like a rocket
Gotta blast me
P-shit
I'ma pop it
Pop it on the pole
Drop it to the floor
Let 'em know
Streets hiring
Baby
Streets hiring (streets!)
Streets hiring
Baby
You been flyer than them
Clock in
Clock out
Shift start midnight
She don't want love
Just the bag sittin' airtight
Heard she got a list of the tricks she deny
If he can't pay up
She don't bat one eye
Real cold game but the walk so warm
She could break hearts just to weather the storm
Say she want bands
Not a promise or a poem
Only thing she trust is the safe back home
Girl
You fassy
Fast ass
Sassy (yeah)
Bet no 304 pass me
Sock it to my pocket like a rocket
Gotta blast me
P-shit
I'ma pop it
Pop it on the pole
Drop it to the floor
Let 'em know
Streets hiring
Baby
Streets hiring (hey!)
Streets hiring
Baby
You been flyer than them