April P - Frontin'

Uh, Uh Ok
Let me tell you bout' this lil' shawty
That I met up at this party while I was sippin' Bacardi
He walked over to me, so naturally I was actin' real naughty
Impressed that I can pull em' with Old Navy on the body (Man)
Hello
He was hella fine and his vibe was really mellow
Teeth kinda yellow but I wasn't really trippin' like that
He said his pockets was on Jenga so I knew he was stacked
Wish I had knew it was CAP
He told me "baby ya body is like a benz I wanna drive it
Yo hygiene is unmatched, and I know you got low mileage
But besides that, whatchu really bringin' to the table boo?"
I laughed and said he must not know just who he talkin' to
The table, the roof, and I'm the doorbell too
If you ain't bringin' home the benji's then its ding dong deuce
Cause I'm outstandin', my presence they demandin'
My PJ it just landed while my bank account expandin'
Whatchu mean nigga?
That's when he said he didn't mean to offend
But he used to baggin' ladies that like trickin out men
Maybe if you free tomorrow we can try this again
I could take you out shoppin spoil you and ya friends
I said my friends?
You post to spoil me
My dude when you approached me you ain't see no group of three
All you saw was the brown eyes, the full lips, thick thighs
The 4C on AP he mesmerized
Baby I got it so you know I'm gonna, flaunt it
Look on ya face, I can tell that you really , want it
I ain't gon back this thing up and don't you push up on it
Wanna see VV's on me, only way I'll condone it
He said I'm diggin' ya vibe, I could get down with that
They tried to hand me the tab, I told him handle that
I asked him baby whatchu whippin' I'm 5'9 so I can't fit in any, every lil thing
He said the helly-cat
So we makin' our way to the whip, feelin impatient
When I walked up I realized its a scrub situation
His homie pulled up, got the music bumpin
Huh, tuh, I wish I knew that he was frontin' (Yeah)
I wish I knew he was frontin' (Frontin')
Said he was ballin but really had nothin' (Nothin')
But it's ok cause imma keep doin' me (Me)
Kick flip up off his neck like I'm skateboard P
Lied when he said he was thuggin' (Thuggin')
Said he was whippin' but really was scrubin (Scrubin')
But it's ok cause imma keep doin' me
Kick flip up off his neck like I'm skateboard P
That's literally it
That's it (Aye, aye) That's it

Written by:
April Pearce

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