Shirt Off Songtext

In the club, fuck bein' sober, sexy, full of fuckin' bad shit
And who the fuck said I ain't that? Treat every day like it's my birthday
On my soul, I'm really that, take your nigga on my worst day (On God)

First I hit the booth and then next, I hit the strip club (Let's ride)
Thumbin' through these ones, I ranned out, I get to throwin' dubs (Yeah)
I want the thick girls, I said I want the thick one (I said I want her)
This lil' bitch too fine, she my type, I'm tryna get her
I ain't doin' no tit for tat or this for that, I ain't doin' it (I ain't doin' it)
I want a nigga with no bitches, yeah, bae, that's how you do it (That's how you do it, bae)
Can't court the queen without no green, boy, you a motherfuckin' loser (Loser nigga)
And hit the bank before you hit me, bitch, or keep it movin'
I like a nigga who drive fast cars with all cash, no tax (On God)
I like a nigga who gon' fly me out and take me 'round the map (Let's go, baby)
I want a big check, let's have some rich sex (Okay)
Like, bae, I need that, I swear I need that (Yeah, I need that)

I said pussy so good, he cum inside, you hear him skrrt off (Skrrt)
He say, "Bae, you sexy," he like when I take my shirt off
One of one, but with the crew, yeah, bitch, you gon' get seen 'bout And I ain't with the talkin', I slut her out, she got a mean mouth
Bend that lil' shit over, bend it over, bitch, what you workin' with?
In the club, fuck bein' sober, sexy, full of fuckin' bad shit
And who the fuck said I ain't that? Treat every day like it's my birthday
On my soul, I'm really that, take your nigga on my worst day

And fuck a bitch, I might post a sexy pic on that bitch birthday (And fuck that bitch)
I been lit, you on the same shit, you in the last place (Yeah, yeah)
And, bitch, I been lit, you on the same shit, still in the last place (I said I)
I been lit, I said I been lit (Bitch)
Lil' bitch
Huh, you hear him skrrt off
Hmm, hmm, I take my shirt off
Hmm, hmm, hmm, shirt off