Lyrics:

Yeah
But she always say
But she luv my style
Yeah

N if I stay out late
I'm commin home rich
Thinkin' bout that pussy
On the grind got me home sick
Them dolla signs on my mind got me on this
If I don't hustle then wat happens in the mornin
Do the sun even rise
Do the birds sing
When I can stand ova the stove 'n' make the birds sing
U think about that
I'll be right back
Ring
There she go baby come right back
Click
Ring
Then she call right back
Click
Ring
I toss the phone in the back
Quick

Think
Shit you all I got
But if you leave me where you met me
Dat be on that clock
Gettin' it
N when a nigga hittin it
U luvin
No cryin no fussin
Just as simple I'm commin
So when ya baby boy out there runnin'
Don't cry
Don't fuss
Its simple I'm commin

I know what he does x2
So in luv x2
My baby
Dats my baby
Have his baby some day
N it's been hard
So hard
N dats my baby
I luv him
I luv him yawl