I know summer time, down south, girls wear white tees All my New York, up-state girls in the Nikes But all my T.O. girls, you know I got you And they lyin’ if they ever say I’m not the truth I only want to make you mine And take it slow and take my time So this one here is just for you You slidin’ by later shawty, me and my crew
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh Tell me where you at shawty, tell me what you know, uh Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh
This for my Houston girl, my New York Girl And T.O. girl, my Creole girl My hold the phone and press record That TiVo girl and she so thorough And don’t think a nigga forgot About my B. More girls That rock them weaves and see them curls Say fuck a hater, she don’t care So this one represents my heart Even though I had you from the start So this one here is just for you I’m slidin’ by later shawty, me and my crew
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh Tell me where you at shawty, tell me what you know, uh Pull up on them girls and we swinging on fo’, uh
So where y’all really at though? Well I been back out East. I mean, you might as well just slide with me, I got them 40s on the Beemers. So lay back with it, mama. Soon as we slide to the city