Fetty Wap - Klassic lyrics
[Fetty Wap - Klassic lyrics]
Cez on the beat
You ain't never had no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
She all 'bout business so she always chase a bag
Ain't no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
All 'bout business so she always chase a bag (yeah, yeah)
You ain't never had a nigga like me (yeah), had no friend like me (yeah)
I can fill up you energy (yeah, yeah), and shit won't end with me (yeah, huh)
Lickin' your face your ass baby, lick your thighs baby
I got tints in the whip let me hit, I'll go inside
If you thinking 'bout me, thinking 'bout you, you know what's up
I got gas I got liquor brought two cups
We drink half of this bottle we gon' fuck
Baby I got keys, you like Coupès, you like truck
You ain't never had no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
She all 'bout business so she always chase a bag
Ain't no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
All 'bout business so she always chase a bag (yeah, yeah)
You got money I got money too baby
You can spend it I can spend it too baby
Different places we got different views baby
I got time I can spend with you baby
Is you mine, I make different moves baby
I ain't waste no time ain't got nun to lose baby
Don't even say it you the one I choose baby
AM to PM I be busting moves baby
You ain't never had no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
She all 'bout business so she always chase a bag
Ain't no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
All 'bout business so she always chase a bag (yeah, yeah)
You ain't never had a nigga like me (yeah), had no friend like me (yeah)
I can fill up you energy (yeah, yeah), and shit won't end with me (yeah, huh)
Lickin' your face your ass baby, lick your thighs baby
I got tints in the whip let me hit, I'll go inside
If you thinking 'bout me, thinking 'bout you, you know what's up
I got gas I got liquor brought two cups
We drink half of this bottle we gon' fuck
Baby I got keys, you like Coupès, you like truck
You ain't never had no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
She all 'bout business so she always chase a bag
Ain't no nigga like me, talk money like me
Do you run it, OG, Stack up hundreds, OD yeah
Baby, so bad, your face, your ass
All 'bout business so she always chase a bag (yeah, yeah)
You got money I got money too baby
You can spend it I can spend it too baby
Different places we got different views baby
I got time I can spend with you baby
Is you mine, I make different moves baby
I ain't waste no time ain't got nun to lose baby
Don't even say it you the one I choose baby
AM to PM I be busting moves baby