Scrape (feat. Gucci Mane)

Say you wanna face me

Tell 'em come and scrape me

Say you wanna face me

Tell 'em come and scrape me

Say you wanna face me

Tell 'em come and scrape me

She know a **** screech, been casin' for a week

We sexin' on the beach and I ain't talkin' 'bout the drink

Open doors for her when I take her out to eat

I'm rollin' up a Sweet while she massage a **** feet

That shawty so fine, I got a cig and wine

I tell her I don't cheat but she be knowin' a **** lyin'

Friends can't stand me, they don't understand me

While they hoe hoppin', I got her shotgun in my Aston

Everything is G, her friends just bought a G

Her bag a couple grand, and it 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 talk, love the way she walk

I'm always on her mind and she always in my thoughts

I got her at the house, we blowin' on an ounce

I'm cooking dinner for her tonight we ain't goin' out

Say you wanna face me

Tell 'em come and scrape me