Love Or Something - Buddy

Ooh, hell yeah

Let’s toast to the niggas that do the most

Shout out to my nigga Buddy, you know my boy Zini in here

They let me get a feature on this motherfucker but

I want y’all to call Buddy and thank him personally for me

His number is 310-

Aye nigga, hell nah, no way nigga

You better not

Hello, hey baby what’s your name?

I am Buddy, only reason why you came

Okay, today, me and you gon' do our thing

Oh shit, my bad, know I’m moving hella fast

Just get your ass off the wall and on the damn dance floor

You dig, let me take another sip

Watch how I jig, look at my feet when I dance

Hold on, hold up, DJ play that shit again

Wait up, slow down, got my left hand on your butt

Alright, come on, go and have another drink with me

Pouring up a double shot of the Hennessy

Once I get you in my ride, we gon' be all night

'Fore we take it outside

Baby girl just dance

Really like how you move it

One look at ya ass

Think I’m falling in love or something

Baby girl just dance

We gon' get into it

Let me fill up your glass

And we gon' get drunk and fuck tonight

It was all so sudden

Thirty-five models, they was all so stunning

Running out of bottles, I got five more coming

Let me settle down, I need to mind my budget

Better yet, fuck it, cop it all, put it on my Visa

I just wanna make you mine, baby girl I need you

On the floor we getting down, bumping and grinding

Spin your body all around, baby we gliding

Let me stop it, I should focus on the hundreds

Tryna get a new chain, gotta get the money

Finna cop a new ring, just a lil' something

Show these bitches I ain’t playing, oh that nigga Buddy

Back up on his shit again, then I hit my dougie

See your boy glistening, rain, snow, or sunny

Young nigga get it in

Filling up my cup and take a sip again

I ain’t tripping, I ain’t tripping

Baby girl just dance

Really like how you move it

One look at ya ass

Think I’m falling in love or something

Aye, I said hands high

Then the sun put them hands up

Hoes, hoes in here gon' give it up

Whoa, smoking on weed when we come through

No, we don’t give a fuck, nigga fuck you

Friends drunk too much, we been turning up

Aye, we ain’t even done, we ain’t had enough

Damn, everyone here only want one thing

All we wanna do, baby girl just dance

Baby girl just dance

Really like how you move it

One look at ya ass

Think I’m falling in love or something

Baby girl just dance

We gon' get into it

Let me fill up your glass

And we gon' get drunk and fuck tonight

Aye, I said I’m focused on the hundreds

Tryna get a new chain, gotta get the money

Finna get a few rings, just a lil' something

Show these bitches I ain’t playing, oh that nigga Buddy

Back up on his shit again, then I hit my dougie

See a nigga glistening, rain, snow, or sunny

Young nigga get it in

Filling up my cup and take a sip again

I ain’t tripping

Call a Lyft and girl I’m getting in witcha

Say you wanna bring a friend witcha

Take you both to the crib, girl I’m about to get it in witcha

I don’t really fuck with these niggas

I’m just tryna stack these digits

Baby girl I got hella shit in the mail

Ooh, I got hella shit in the mail

Yeah, keep it coming!