PARTYNEXTDOOR - Fuck Wit Me / PG lyrics

It's been months, it's been too long, long
Baby, you know
Fuck what you're doing now, quit
Doing that right now, baby I
Got better things for you to do
Got better things for you to see
Got a better place for you to live, and
A better play with you and me
Oh baby I'm honest
Please excuse the text from your
Man when I'm on it
Running through the city, and you
Know i anon it, ooh
Every city is your remedy

Baby would you fuck with me? Fuck with me
Fuck with me
Baby would you fuck with me? Fuck with me
Fuck with me fuck with me, ohhhh
Fuck with me

Ready or not baby, here I come
Sorry I didn't get it all you're drunk
It's 3 am and I know you're on your way home
From somewhere that's poppin'
I know you've been dropping
It's hard, and I know to that same
Song, it go: "Ah naw, naw, naw
Bands will make her dance
Bands will make her dance"
I was unfair, baby ooh oh
Tell me if I lie, I ain't gonna lie no lie
You can go and make that right
Twos don't make no right
Fuck that baby girl
Three wrongs don't make no right
Four wrongs don't make no song
Five wrongs gon' make that long
Six gonna make too long
Seven gonna make it right, oohhh oohhh

Fuck with me, fuck with me
Do you fuck with me? Ohhh
Baby do you fuck with me?
Ohhh, ohhh, baby, baby, baby
Do you fuck with me? Huhhh, huuuh, yea, yea
Yea, ye


(On fire, and again, and again)

Okay but i care about Jahron
No one cares for PARTYNEXTDOOR
Turn your phone off, and turn into Jahron
And love me, please what?
I don't wanna hurt you, will you please
You don't wanna hurt me? Yes!

(? selector, I live by this hour)

Now I'm on flexin', dealing with perception
Young nigga
Young nigga fall in love real quick
Lost that love real quick
Mama made me deal with it
Models over 21, plenty bitches
Plenty summers
Told you I got plenty summers
Mama still tripping out
Buy my mom a bigger house
Couldn't be a nigga house, damn
Looking for a real bitch
Looking for a real one
Probably gon' steal one, oh
Riding with the go getters
Riding with intentions
We don't want intentions
Since there is more money
Then you know there is more protection
Got a little bad bitch on my arm
Cause it's never bad for my reflection
You know I need that good weed
Good sex, good neck, et cetera
Hoes leave, hoes call, and hoes trifling
God bless it bad bitches sinnin' and they
Make it sound good make it sound good
Snakes was in the garden and
It's not all good
Cause the town's good, Ahhh
I ain't gotta preach to ya'
Nothin' like a leech nigga
I ain't got a leash to ya'
OMO I'm proud of it
Sitting on the cloud of it
Probably need to sell it like Clicquot
My ego is bigger than your ego
Get rich off this
Dirty contradictive nigga couldn't
Piss this shit my bitch 5'5" waist 33
Only white rice, raw fish, seaweed
Sushi in the Ritz, but she Swiss though
Cause you know they like their
Chocolate with a kiss though
Can't believe she out here calling Wi-fi
"Wee fee"
But her mama got an ass, she a peach tree
Only know how to move fast, she '3G'
And you never get it fast when I'm too deep
Party no PG nigga

Huh, huh, yea, yea, yea, yea
Party no PG nigga party no PG nigga
Party no PG nigga