Released: March 13, 2007
Featuring: Ty Dolla $ign
Songwriter: Ty Dolla $ign Black Milk
Producer: Black Milk
[Intro: Black Milk]
Yeah
Ladies
It's one for you
Huh, I'maa let you know what's good
Hold the groupies for a minute man, just for a minute
[Verse 1: Black Milk]
They say for better or for worse right
We in the bed I'm gettin', up on the first night
We gettin' better til it lead up to that first fight
I fill your head up with some game that you work right
Ma try and catch a plane, caught the last flight
Where I'm at, hiding' evidence from the past night
Tell groupie chicks y'all can't stay
Wifey's comin' through the front, send them through the back way yeah
Uh who you tellin' when I'm lackin' in fact
You the only chick, bending' over backwards for Black
You the only chick, not tryna grab all my stacks
Of the cash in a stash I got up under the mattress
Match this, couldn't find another to match with
Accent, ass phat, fire like matches
Huh, you got the goods packed and exact, (yeah)
You got them hoodrats lookin' mad cool
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you (Oh)
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you (Oh)
Girl, you know
[Interlude: Black Milk]
Huh, never seen
That's how it's made, y'all
Put down the pimp cup for a minute (for a minute)
[Verse 2: Black Milk]
Yeah she hot but I still gotta watch 'em
Watch if she not bout to hop outta pocket, nope
She get mad like "Why you can't stop and drop
Them flock o' hoes I know that you got 'em nigga"
"What, what?" All in my conscience
Trying' to be faithful like the song Com would sing
When she argue it's time to leave
Make up bout her next week now it's time to skeet
Gone, now we found a peace for now at least
Round trip tickets go and lie on a beach
I'mma go get the room, I'mma find a suite
Keep it locked down like I can't find the key
It's me and mines, Bonnie and Clyde
In the fast lane peelin' off hard till the tires screech
Jump the broom that's a giant leap that I ain't ready for
Let's just chill to the time o' breeze, go
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ty & Kory
Black Milk
9, 1, 1
Yeah
Ladies
It's one for you
Huh, I'maa let you know what's good
Hold the groupies for a minute man, just for a minute
[Verse 1: Black Milk]
They say for better or for worse right
We in the bed I'm gettin', up on the first night
We gettin' better til it lead up to that first fight
I fill your head up with some game that you work right
Ma try and catch a plane, caught the last flight
Where I'm at, hiding' evidence from the past night
Tell groupie chicks y'all can't stay
Wifey's comin' through the front, send them through the back way yeah
Uh who you tellin' when I'm lackin' in fact
You the only chick, bending' over backwards for Black
You the only chick, not tryna grab all my stacks
Of the cash in a stash I got up under the mattress
Match this, couldn't find another to match with
Accent, ass phat, fire like matches
Huh, you got the goods packed and exact, (yeah)
You got them hoodrats lookin' mad cool
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you (Oh)
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you (Oh)
Girl, you know
[Interlude: Black Milk]
Huh, never seen
That's how it's made, y'all
Put down the pimp cup for a minute (for a minute)
[Verse 2: Black Milk]
Yeah she hot but I still gotta watch 'em
Watch if she not bout to hop outta pocket, nope
She get mad like "Why you can't stop and drop
Them flock o' hoes I know that you got 'em nigga"
"What, what?" All in my conscience
Trying' to be faithful like the song Com would sing
When she argue it's time to leave
Make up bout her next week now it's time to skeet
Gone, now we found a peace for now at least
Round trip tickets go and lie on a beach
I'mma go get the room, I'mma find a suite
Keep it locked down like I can't find the key
It's me and mines, Bonnie and Clyde
In the fast lane peelin' off hard till the tires screech
Jump the broom that's a giant leap that I ain't ready for
Let's just chill to the time o' breeze, go
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
Girl, I wish I could spend all of my time with you
You, you, your love
Can't wait to beat it up, I'm so in need of you
Girl, you know
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ty & Kory
Black Milk
9, 1, 1