Come Over Lyrics

I'm like

I'm like

I'm like

Uh

I'm just like, damn shorty

Why you gotta give me the cold shoulder?

You a damn Barbie

We a perfect match, I'm poppin' like soda

Feelin' like Indiana Jones

Let me grab up on them boulders

Think that I'm grabbin' my phone

Grab my Glock in my holster

She gotta face like poker, uh

Let poke it, uh

Put my frank up in her ocean, uh

Gets them strokes in, uh

I tell her I'm all alone

So she hit my phone

Tell her I just got home

So bitch come over

Then she bend that shit backwards

Lemme hear it clap, ouu word

Pussy soundin' like Mac'n Cheese

Me getting money equivalent to way that this salad is green

I'm at a payphone like Adam Levine

Bouncin' on beats like a trampoline

I'm at an A-Team show, in the mosh pit they just be trampling

Who let the dogs out? My sandals say Keen

I'm not a doctor but I'm in her spleen

I just be smoking on keef, but I would smoke or smoke with Chief Keef

I'm on the Bang Bus, beep-beep-beep

I'm in this like three feet deep

Catching z's, count cheepity-sheep, ouu-woah

I got drunk last night

Imma feel it in the morning, uh

Ya, we humped last night

Damn shorty was horny, uh

I'm just like, damn shorty

Why you gotta give me the cold shoulder?

You a damn Barbie

We a perfect match, I'm poppin' like soda

Feelin' like Indiana Jones

Let me grab up on them boulders

Think that I'm grabbin' my phone

Grab my Glock in my holster

D-d-damn shorty

Why you gotta give me the cold shoulder?

You a damn Barbie

We a perfect match, I'm poppin' like soda

Feelin' like Indiana Jones

Let me grab up on them boulders

Think that I'm grabbin' my phone

Grab my Glock in my holsterShe gotta face like poker, uh

Let poke it, uh

Put my frank up in her ocean, uh

Gets them strokes in, uh

I tell her I'm all alone

So she hit my phone

Tell her I just got home

So bitch come over