[Pre Chorus: Chef Chainey]
I see you actin classy but you’re looking at me
Actin like you’re slick & you’re just looking past me
Yeah, yeah I see that you’re the shit, smacking your lips tryna resist
But I must insist we have this drink
(Cuz baby)
[Chorus: Chef Chainey]
We could play these games but girl you know U mine
Forget these lames cuz baby girl you know U mine (forget em girl)
Yeah, yeah I might fuck you like you’re someone else (someone else)
Rock you til’ my textbooks falling off the shelf (so crazy)
Know U mine
Baby girl you know U mine
Yeah U acting cute & feisty girl but shit U mine
See you smilin’ say U mine
Baby girl I know U mine
Til’ we fuckin’ on the table then you finally say U mine
[Verse 1: Chef Chainey]
I see you walkin’ around, killin’ em with that round & brown
You the shit, I told you
So bad can't no bitch coach you
But, ... Not gonna gas you up
Something right here not adding up
They say you got a man, but you actin real single
Eye contact say you down to mingle
Freshen up my steez, my threads lookin’ G
Before you leave girl 180 degrees
Turn back, confirm that
There's no he so just listen to me
But thinkin' bout it I don't know him, fuck it
If it's an ex don't bring the luggage
So sit back, don't re-think
Just re-lax, Imma pour this drink
[Pre Chorus: Chef Chainey]
I see you actin classy but you’re looking at me
Actin like you’re slick & you’re just looking past me
Yeah, yeah I see that you’re the shit, smacking your lips tryna resist
But I must insist we have this drink
(Cuz baby)
[Chorus: Chef Chainey]
We could play these games but girl you know U mine
Forget these lames cuz baby girl you know U mine (forget em girl)
Yeah, yeah I might fuck you like you’re someone else (someone else)
Rock you til’ my textbooks falling off the shelf (so crazy)
Know U mine
Baby girl you know U mine
Yeah U acting cute & feisty girl but shit U mine
See you smilin’ say U mine
Baby girl I know U mine
Til’ we fuckin’ on the table then you finally say U mine
[Verse 2: Chef Chainey]
So what's ya name, where you from
Put your digits up in my phone
I'm not rushing, actually
You know BlackBerry low batt-ery
Don't front, what is it
No I'm not on some pussy mission
Think you got me figured out
Okay you kinda figured out
Okay don't trip, because you won
The 1st argument, that we on
1st of all I'm a G baby
Leaning back on this seat baby
Got you smilin’, perfect timin’
Sit closer to me baby
I see where yo eyes be baby
Tryna take down C Chainey
[Pre Chorus: Chef Chainey]
I see you actin classy but you’re looking at me
Actin like you’re slick & you’re just looking past me
Yeah, yeah I see that you’re the shit, smacking your lips tryna resist
But I must insist we have this drink
(Cuz baby)
[Chorus: Chef Chainey]
We could play these games but girl you know U mine
Forget these lames cuz baby girl you know U mine (forget em girl)
Yeah, yeah I might fuck you like you’re someone else (someone else)
Rock you til’ my textbooks falling off the shelf (so crazy)
Know U mine
Baby girl you know U mine
Yeah U acting cute & feisty girl but shit U mine
See you smilin’ say U mine
Baby girl I know U mine
Til’ we fuckin’ on the table then you finally say U mine
[Verse 3: Chef Chainey]
Let's leave the spot, it's gettin’ hot
I came with my Gs at the parking lot
Where we going you'll find out
Kiss right there like you’re mine now
Oh what you say? Girl you kinda naughty
Nasty girl, yeah I know the story
Let's ride out, to my house
You kinda cool & these bitches bore me
That body lookin’ so perfect baby
Get on the table let me drive you crazy
Heavy breathing, how you feeling
You praying to the Lord saying ‘Jesus save me’
Textbooks are all on the floor
I made sure that I locked the door
I killed it like you’re front line
Now look in my eyes & say U mine
[Pre Chorus: Chef Chainey]
I see you actin classy but you’re looking at me
Actin like you’re slick & you’re just looking past me
Yeah, yeah I see that you’re the shit, smacking your lips tryna resist
But I must insist we have this drink
(Cuz baby) …
