Yeah, yeah Ohh, yeah-yeah, ay Shawty remind me of a bad bitch from the nineties Good sex and a Rolex and a time piece I can never play her like a side piece I can never try to do her grimey, gotta keep her beside me Moving through the city and I'm cruising Tying up the loose ends Having wet dreams, dreaming lucid Feel like I got caught by one of them Goddamn Thots that's from Cupid, but I ain't stupid, uh It's the same thing We probably gon' get caught up in the same way You cheat, and I cheat, boy You probably know that we're the same way, uh It's the same thing We probably gon' get caught up in the same way You cheat, and I cheat, boy You probably know that we're the same way, yeah