Scrape Songtext

Open doors for her when I take her out to eat
I'm rollin' up a Sweet while she massage a nigga feet
[?] is so fine, I got a cig and wine
I tell her I don't cheat but she be knowin' a nigga lyin'
Friends can't stand me, they don't understand me
Why they [?]
Everything [?]
Her bag a couple grand, [?] compliments from me
See, I can be the king and she can be my queen
And we can be a scene at the field these others dream
Love the way she walk, love the way she talk
I'm always on her mind and she always in my thoughts
I got her at the house, we blowin' on a house
I'm drinkin' down a fourth, tonight we ain't goin' out

Say you wanna face me
Tell 'em come and scrape me