Lyrics
5 made me, 905 made me
Yep, 5 made me, 905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy
I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy
Yuh, spank that
She just want this shit like that **** from Bankhead
Coming over, I'm tryna smash that
Won't call the Feds on that pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that
Hey, I just wanna sex, smoke, and vibes, babe
I want you by my side, babe
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're always mine and your man knows, oh
Do he know you bougie, baby? You need you the best
Do he know you're freaky, baby? Do he keep it wet?
Is you into Louis, into Gucci, into Giuseppe?
Does he eat your pussy? Does he tell you you're the best?
It's the way you work it, no diggity
But don't you back it, back it up
Takin' trips down, down memory lane
I hope if we link up, things are the same
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed
Girl, I hope you know the reason I came
I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Checkin' on you
Back in my thing in the southside on the H
We do these things 'cause it'll all be okay
Especially when you a king of the city you were raised
All day, all day, all day, all day
It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston
I'm with my friends, you know this place is boomin'
Out here feelin' like the boy
I'm runnin' through galleria with a bitch that look galore, hey
Want racks, I need big chips
And my bitch need a big dick
Plenty reason why she stay post at Ferina estate
That's the shit I shouldn't say, damn, ****
Threesomes with a **** wife, yeah
These things shouldn't feel right, yeah
Mixed bitch but she **** with white, yeah
Tough dick but the dick right, uh
Two-seater in the driveway, ****
95 on the highway, ****
Step back with the Wraith, aye, ****
She ain't gay but her bitch gay, ****
Out here feelin' like the boy, I hit Miami-Dade, ****
No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed, oh
Girl, just know that I'm, I'm just checkin' on ya
Since everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Checkin' on you
Check up on, no one checks on you
I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Yep, 5 made me, 905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy
I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy
Yuh, spank that
She just want this shit like that **** from Bankhead
Coming over, I'm tryna smash that
Won't call the Feds on that pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that
Hey, I just wanna sex, smoke, and vibes, babe
I want you by my side, babe
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're always mine and your man knows, oh
Do he know you bougie, baby? You need you the best
Do he know you're freaky, baby? Do he keep it wet?
Is you into Louis, into Gucci, into Giuseppe?
Does he eat your pussy? Does he tell you you're the best?
It's the way you work it, no diggity
But don't you back it, back it up
Takin' trips down, down memory lane
I hope if we link up, things are the same
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed
Girl, I hope you know the reason I came
I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Checkin' on you
Back in my thing in the southside on the H
We do these things 'cause it'll all be okay
Especially when you a king of the city you were raised
All day, all day, all day, all day
It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston
I'm with my friends, you know this place is boomin'
Out here feelin' like the boy
I'm runnin' through galleria with a bitch that look galore, hey
Want racks, I need big chips
And my bitch need a big dick
Plenty reason why she stay post at Ferina estate
That's the shit I shouldn't say, damn, ****
Threesomes with a **** wife, yeah
These things shouldn't feel right, yeah
Mixed bitch but she **** with white, yeah
Tough dick but the dick right, uh
Two-seater in the driveway, ****
95 on the highway, ****
Step back with the Wraith, aye, ****
She ain't gay but her bitch gay, ****
Out here feelin' like the boy, I hit Miami-Dade, ****
No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed, oh
Girl, just know that I'm, I'm just checkin' on ya
Since everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Checkin' on you
Check up on, no one checks on you
I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya