Seen you last night
At the club, for the first time
In about a year, damn, girl I
The look on your face
Didn’t say that
Things were going the way
That you planned
When I saw you for the last time
When I saw you for the last time
Hook:
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
[Verse 1: Sean Garrett]
Ain’t gone lie (Ain’t gone lie)
You ran up and your s***
You start talking (talking)
Saying shit ain’t straight with him
You bring it up (saying)
You miss the way it used to be
Ain’t gone lie, but I moved on so far from here
You asking me (honestly)
I ain’t got no answer
Is it true?
That I’m blamed for that
I ain’t got no answer
If I told you
All my set backs
All the shit I went through
I just spared my momma
Two months after I caught you
Hey, You heard I got that check
Hey, and I ain’t trying to look back
I hope that maybe you chose
To take a damn good care
I ain’t wish you no better
But that ain’t none of my business, no
Hook
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
[Verse 2: Quavo]
I know that you wish that you had a young nigga like me
I know that you sad
I know you praying the Lord for a nigga like me
You missing the shopping sprees
You missing the diamonds all in your rings
I pull up in Jags and Rovers and Bentleys
I know that you miss the front seat
Your bitches, they asking about me
Wanna know what a young nigga do
Cause the see my girl in that red dress,
And they say that could be you, in it
Everytime they see Quavo, they say that boy pursue
(Like a real) Just look at yourself in the mirror
I know you wish I was there
That Porshe, Panamera, you know that car was your favorite
My momma she told me you crazy
I know you hate that I made it
So many chains, look like slavery
I hope I make you go crazy
Throw a hundred dollars for your step-baby
You can have that old ass Mercedes
Hook
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
God damn, back then
Your momma, she wasn’t fucking with me
Taking a trip out the city, go quick on that Brittney
She thicker than Jiffy
The Louis, the Gucci, the Prada, the Fendi
Versace, and Givenchy
Know lil’ mamma gone miss me
I was the Santa on Christmas
She talking about having my baby
But told me stop whipping them babies
I told her you crazy
When you see me pulling up in that drop top
I made it
She calling my phone, she come in my home
Knock on that booty, I’m gone
Met a bitch, said her name Nia Long
Smoking that good, ching chong
Came a long way, neighborhood star
And I’m on the top of Worldstar
Back then, nigga, looking at a star
Now a nigga shine with the stars
Red bottom got blood on the floor
Metta World Peace, got that elbow
She won’t stop calling my phone
She hear me everyday on the radio
Hook
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe, anytime
Intro: Seen you last night At the club, for the first time In about a year, damn, girl I The look on your face Didn’t say that Things were going the way That you planned When I saw you for the last time When I saw you for the last time Hook: Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime [Verse 1: Sean Garrett] Ain’t gone lie (Ain’t gone lie) You ran up and your s*** You start talking (talking) Saying shit ain’t straight with him You bring it up (saying) You miss the way it used to be Ain’t gone lie, but I moved on so far from here You asking me (honestly) I ain’t got no answer Is it true? That I’m blamed for that I ain’t got no answer If I told you All my set backs All the shit I went through I just spared my momma Two months after I caught you Hey, You heard I got that check Hey, and I ain’t trying to look back I hope that maybe you chose To take a damn good care I ain’t wish you no better But that ain’t none of my business, no Hook Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime [Verse 2: Quavo] I know that you wish that you had a young nigga like me I know that you sad I know you praying the Lord for a nigga like me You missing the shopping sprees You missing the diamonds all in your rings I pull up in Jags and Rovers and Bentleys I know that you miss the front seat Your bitches, they asking about me Wanna know what a young nigga do Cause the see my girl in that red dress, And they say that could be you, in it Everytime they see Quavo, they say that boy pursue (Like a real) Just look at yourself in the mirror I know you wish I was there That Porshe, Panamera, you know that car was your favorite My momma she told me you crazy I know you hate that I made it So many chains, look like slavery I hope I make you go crazy Throw a hundred dollars for your step-baby You can have that old ass Mercedes Hook Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime [Verse 3: Takeoff] God damn, back then Your momma, she wasn’t fucking with me Taking a trip out the city, go quick on that Brittney She thicker than Jiffy The Louis, the Gucci, the Prada, the Fendi Versace, and Givenchy Know lil’ mamma gone miss me I was the Santa on Christmas She talking about having my baby But told me stop whipping them babies I told her you crazy When you see me pulling up in that drop top I made it She calling my phone, she come in my home Knock on that booty, I’m gone Met a bitch, said her name Nia Long Smoking that good, ching chong Came a long way, neighborhood star And I’m on the top of Worldstar Back then, nigga, looking at a star Now a nigga shine with the stars Red bottom got blood on the floor Metta World Peace, got that elbow She won’t stop calling my phone She hear me everyday on the radio Hook Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah) If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah) Is your bank account, empty (Ah) You can call me babe, anytime Explain Request ×
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