Deep

Your crease is what I'm feelin'
And your style is what I'm diggin'

Girl let's get personal and let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

And then you let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

I'm ridin' slow like an old bitch
All gold like a shit dealer

I'm throwin' cash like I go with her
Hold your head high oh no bitch

Get cash like the old folks

Dodge potholes when you on spokes

Hold the 45 smokin' on weed

All white Chevy what he on Coke
Streets talk and they call it word-to-mouth
Whole hood know what you murdered by
Strip club poppin' but it ain't safe
****ers tell and comin' home in the same day
Your crease is what I'm feelin'
And your style is what I'm diggin'

Girl let's get personal and let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

And then you let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

Come kick it with a nigga who

Fly more than I drive get it from the supplier
If I want it I buy it that shit fire she stay the night
She ain't even like smoke

Now she rolling up her own joints

Or packin' her G pen lil Bombay make the room start spinnin'

Even though a lot of niggas prolly in your ear
I'mma put you on somethin' you ain't heard it like this before

I'mma do it how you want it let me see you jump on it act like you rode a dick before

Your crease is what I'm feelin'
And your style is what I'm diggin'

Girl let's get personal and let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

And then you let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

Ain't no I in no team
And no team in no I's

Ain't no reason to be acting shady

No lie no lie I'm at you two sides

No lie no lie give it up to my real niggas

Your crease is what I'm feelin'
And your style is what I'm diggin'

Girl let's get personal and let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep

And then you let me go
Deep deep deep
Deep deep

Deep deep deep