Hey girl, I just came to ask if that heart of yours has an owner
If it doesn't, I'll even drop the outlaw life
Just to watch you sit, to watch you throw it
Sit real sexy and I lose my thug pose
Come throwing it, throwing it, throwing it
Come throwing it, throwing it, throwing it
Crazy thing she did to me
She went down for a bandit
With no fear of falling in love
In bed, she calls me by my nickname
You weren't born to date
Crazy things she did to me
She went down for a bandit
With no fear of falling in love
In bed, she calls me by my nickname
You weren't born to date
Skol Beats GT, fingertip of MD, the vibe's lit
Hey girl, throw that booty to the black belts
Let her shake her a**, she's not a sl*t, she's single
Drink, drink, get lit, toss that booty up
But not fit for dating
But not fit for dating
She's bold, likes the hustle guys
I'll pour the drink, spike the tea, then pull the move
I'll pour the drink, spike the tea, then pull the move
Her fetish: me with a Glock and Lacoste
Crazy thing she did to me
She went down for a bandit
With no fear of falling in love
In bed, she calls me by my nickname
You weren't born to date
Crazy things she did to me
She went down for a bandit
With no fear of falling in love
In bed, she calls me by my nickname
You weren't born to date
You weren't born to date