Louis Junior - Frfr

I think I just found me a Mona Lisa
I think I just found me a masterpiece
I think that your ass should be on display
No taking pictures, no touching frames
So damn fine that shit crazy
So damn fine that shit amaze me
You so fine that they flag you on every play
So official blow whistle it's not a game
She ride for a nigga you already know it
She might die for a nigga, nah don't make her prove it
She slide with a nigga for my influence
Put my crown on and march on, I'm Martin Luther

Oh you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last yeah
Oh you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last, yeah

I think I fell in love with a dancer
High heels, cheap thrills, move faster
Old bills, roll baby, move faster
Man this shit is too real
I think I fell in love with a dancer
High heels, cheap thrills, move faster
Old bills, roll baby, move faster
Man this shit is too real

Ok, she wobble, she wobble, she drop that ass to the floor
Ok, she wobble, she wobble, clearly she did this before
I told her I ain't no busta, I told her gimme some mo'
She turned around and she clapped it, baby I need an encore
If you wanna ride I'll be the chauffeur
If you wanna ride I'm pulling over
If you wanna ride well girl come on then
But you gotta ride it like you stole it
Ride it like you stole it, like you stole it
Ride it, stole, stole it
Stole, stole, stole it
Ride it, stole it
Stole it, stole it
Ride it, ride, ride it like you stole it

I think I fell in love with a dancer
High heels, cheap thrills, move faster
Old bills, roll baby, move faster
Man this shit is too real
I think I fell in love with a dancer
High heels, cheap thrills, move faster
Old bills, roll baby, move faster
Man this shit is too real

I think I fell in love with a dancer
Dancer, dancer, dancer, dancer
Dancer, dancer, dancer, dancer
Dancer, dancer, dancer, dancer

Oh you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last yeah
Oh you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last, yeah

Written by:
Louis Junior

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