Way Too Many Lyrics

Way too many, way too many, way too much, way too many, hawkin' like it's, way too much

Let my shorty do her thing, I'm just about to make it rain

Why the fuck he got blue tints all on that green beam

Why the fuck he seem so cool, that's just how slick that man be

Corduroy, the jacket, cotton on my collar, yeah, yeah

I tell her I been losing sight, the value of a Benji

Okay, woke up this morning, showered up, I had the music on

That type of morning when the comb became a microphone

I had my plans, I did my dance, playin' at bands to make her dance

I don't do a dance, I clap my hands, 10 p.m., we hit the function

We drinkin', we playin' catch-up, we got the motion

The vibe the two for one special, it got me open, now my beast is out and woke

Party jukin' and there's way too many women in the way, oh, way, oh, wait

Way too many, way too many, way too much, way too many, hawkin' like it's, way too much

Let my shorty do her thing, I'm just about to make it rain

Pop that cork, baby girl, I'm bored

You take a sip, we take a ship, I'll have you climb aboard

I'm positively into you, you runnin' up the score

Got pretty women actin sore when you walk in the door

Hey, we in two different time zones

She says she's so drunk, she down to hatch till her mind gone

Long as you got sober cab, don't hit my iPhone

When money touchin' down, I gotta dive to the pylon

She wanna suck a rich dick till her mind blown

I got a real rich bitch, she don't cry long

The way I cuff the guess, jeans, I just can't fuckin' listen

You fuckin' with a winner, shorty, don't get too dismissin

Way too many, way too many, way too much, way too many, hawkin' like it's, way too much

Let my shorty do her thing, I'm just about to make it rain

Way too many, way too many, way too much, way too many, hookin' like it's, way too much

Let my shorty do her thing, I'm just about to make it rain

Why the fuck he got blue tints all on that green bean

Why the fuck he seem so cool, that's just how slick that man be

Corduroy the jacket, cotton on my collar

I tell her I been loosin' sight, the value of a bitch