I still see ya, I still see ya Doing everything that we said we gonna do Girl, I still see ya, I still see ya Putting all my pride and my girl to the side Cause I still see ya, I still see ya Smoking on my whip in the corner, in the streets I can still see ya, I still see ya You wanna be me, I wanna eat ya, I wanna meet your ex So I can be them, and have a daughter, and be your teacher And never follow, and be your leader And baby girl, I still see ya I got her light skin, pull her like Benchloft And she fightin', me in the same clothes But when I put that daddy baby daddy popper show She curl her toes and close her eyes up in the jump, she out the doors I still call ya, whichever way you want it Baby girl it's on ya, I got the money, you got the problems So I can solve it, but I still need ya I still see ya, and that's okay Baby I'm a new Gina, yeah most of em either sees a visa Dara, hell yeah, anyways we can get them movin' on the dance floor No choice, ayy I wanna be your body, homie I wanna be your body, homie I wanna be your body, homie I wanna be your body, homie I wanna be your body, homie I wanna be your body, homie And I can be your lover, your lady, and just wanna be your baby One and only Shake, shake, shake, shake the nerves off In the name of dancehall, shake the nerves off Come get it You don't like religion, but you like this You don't want kids, but you want this I ain't never had a juice like this Backstroke up in the blank, lineless And I'm a real n***a, love a go-getter See ain't no n***a around the city f*** with ya Louis V, shades, Gucci with the dress gown Hit the boulevard, baby take a picture Everybody in your n***a right now Everybody think they got you right now But ain't nobody here that you don't please em But you're always 30 G's em Cause your feelings in the season with the geisha Got n****s in your iPhone, real Real n****s do the right one, yeah Melon girl with an accent, uh That's everybody weakness, uh Bad lil' bad, bad b***h, uh You up by the average, uh Your favorite band was back up, mm Baby girl, you was vicious, uh You the one, you the one now, uh Had to throw the one to son now, uh Son dressed to a wedding gown, sheesh Got me talkin' like Glee's now, whoa You a d*** in the fall now, yeah You the only one we talk about, huh Yeah, ladies still don't think about it, huh Old Brigham and I dream about it now Every moment, homie I wanna be your body, homie Dreamin' about to reach the sky And I could be your lover, pretty lady I just wanna be your home, baby You're one and only You better deal with it, baby I wanna be your lover, homie I wanna be your body, homie And I could be your lover, pretty lady I just wanna be your home, baby You're one and only You better deal with it, baby I wanna be your lover, pretty lady