Drake Murphy - Strip

Wanna know my way
Around yo' town baby
Somebody told me the freaks come out
When the lights go down baby uhh
I don't want no love
Just wanna bury my bone
I just want a lil phone-sex baby
Without no phone
I heard you a freak
My homie told me
He bought yo' CD
I mean yo' DVD
The one where you were freakin' all on top of the sheets
But I'm not stingy baby just save a lil for me
Come on and strip for me baby
Strip for me baby
Strip
Come on and strip for me baby
Strip for me baby
Strip
I heard you get around (I heard you get around)
But I'm not here to judge (I'm not here to judge)
Quite frankly baby I'm just like you
So I'm gone speak on us (I'm gone speak on us)
Don't worry bout the haters (They're haters)
Or those who call us whores (We're whores)
Cause in their wildest dreams they won't admit they're just like us
First you murder my character
Then put me on the news
Cause I'm smoking my weed
Trynna kill off my blues
Then you turn round and tax it
Trynna get all yo' guap
Rell said yall just like strippers
When will this Government stop
Hey!
Come on and strip for me baby
Strip for me baby
Strip
Come on and strip for me baby
Strip for me baby
Strip
Come on and strip for me baby
I know what you like you love the money don't you beg me now
Strip for me baby
I know what you like you love the money
Strip
Come on and strip for me baby
I know what you like you love the money don't you beg me now
Strip for me baby
I know what you like you love the money
Strip, Hey!

Written by:
Aaron Spencer, Drake Murphy, Jason Linton

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