Girl I don't want no one to know
And you don't want no one to know
But I just gotta let you know
That you bad and you from San Antonio
You bad and you from San Antonio Empty bottles of the Champagne
I don't know what happened
Girl you wouldn't be in this crib if a nigga wasn't rapping, I know that
All of that and she bad girl
Lemme welcome you to my world
We do some things different
Round she we ain't never kidding
And she tryna take me home girl
I swear a couple of these shots will do
Tell me what you tryna do
Now grip this mic just like a interview
Takes time, we can make time
When I'm done girl that's escape time
I can't give her the chance
All this money can't fit in my pants