Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of all these hoes but
All the good ones chosen
This ain't how it's 'posed to be
My baby might got a good soul but
I just know it's over
She just can't get over me
I'm breaking out, I gotta go 'cause
I just can't get over
Every girl that mean something to me
So everybody 'cross the globe
Every single soul
Drink up if you know what I mean
[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of all these hoes but
All the good ones chosen
This ain't how it's 'posed to be
Oh no, that boy is mine
My baby might got a good soul but
I just know it's over
She just can't get over me
Come here, that boy for me
I'm breaking out, I gotta go 'cause
I just can't get over
Every girl that mean something to me
Come here, that boy for me
So everybody 'cross the globe
Where you at? Come here
Every single soul
Drink up if you know what I mean
Oh no, that boy is mine
[Bridge]
What you gon' do for me when I buss it open?
When I bend it over, b-b-bend it over
When I buss it open, b-b-buss it open
That boy for me
Bend it over, b-b-bend it over
When I buss it open, when I buss it open
Bend it over
[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of all these hoes but
You gotta do it for 'em
All the good ones chosen
This ain't how it's 'posed to be
Oh no, that boy is mine
My baby might got a good soul but
I just know it's over
She just can't get over me
Come here, that boy for me
I'm breaking out, I gotta go 'cause
Come on
I just can't get over
Every girl that mean something to me
That boy for me
Everybody 'cross the globe
Every single soul
Where you at? Come here
Drink up if you know what I mean, whoa
Drink up if you know what I mean
Oh no, that boy is mine
[Verse 1]
Oh, do you need that? 'Cause I got that
I'm from Uptown, where your block at?
I want a New York ****, where the Bronx at?
I need a head busser from Chiraq
L.A., bend me over, hit me from the back
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my ass clap
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my—, he gon' need a honey pack
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm gettin' tired of these hoes tryna get me out my clothes
When I get full of that Hennessy, uh-huh, come on
I'm gettin' tired of these hoes tryna get me out my clothes (Huh?)
When I get full of that Hennessy
Two shots of the Hennessy
And I can be a stripper, ho, when I get down on that pole
I'm 'bout to put it on him
You realize you can't handle me
What you gon' do for me when I buss it open?
[Outro]
Girl, you gotta drink up if you know what I mean
Written by: Cashmere Small, Heaven Sims