Wes Period, Ye Ali — U Know How I Pop

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Hey little lady I
Know you think im crazy but i’m not (not)
U know how i pop yeah (wutda hell)
Call me back, lets take this from the top
Nah
U know how i pop yeah

I like lemonade and sprite with my dinner
I like girls with some ratchetness and righteousness in ’em
I like saints turned sinners
And sinners turned saints
And I like the way she look, I guess dinner gone have to wait
Hol’ up
Wait
You brought all that ass to a dinner date?
I would took that ass to a different place
I mean just sayin’, I’m kidding babe but fore real, hey hey
You deserve an emoji bouquet
You keep me emotionally sane
If i party and only you came
I’d still be okay cos fuck em

Daddy told me not to trust em
Daddy told me not to love em
But ooh i trust you and that might be my only fuck up
Fool me once, but don’t fool twice
True (true)
Hold me down
Dont water me down
She cool as ice cubes (so cool)

I like lemonade and sprite with my dinner
I like girls with some ratchetness and righteousness in ’em
I like saints turned sinners
And sinners turned saints
And I like the way she look, I guess dinner gone have to wait
Hol’ up — wait

Hey little lady I
Know you think I’m crazy but i’m not (not yet)
U know how i pop yeah (wutda hell)
Call me back, lets take this from the top
Nah
U know how I pop yeah

[YE ALI VERSE 1]
You from LA like Serena
Walk around in that bikini (bikini)
Send her bouqet full of roses (woah)
Emoji full of zucchini, yeah
Just so you know that i’m free (aye)
Lets take a flight to Ibiza
Just lemme know when you’re free
But you wanna fight for no reason (ooh)

I got your ringer out the freezer
I hit the lips, she say «deeper»
You make your friend jealous, baby I do well, that ain’t no secret
Do the heels or the sneakers
Take a plane just to see ya
Leave the bed
Moanin’ and squeekin’
With you Mona Lisa

Jerk shake it with the dirty rice
Backwood with the dirty sprite
I got a new one she like 39
Couple kids I don’t fuckin’ mind

Hey lil mama you should come back to my spot
I got plenty room for you and your friends
U know how i pop yeah (wutda hell)
Call me back lets take this from the top
Nah
U know how i pop yeah