Tetris (feat. Russ) - Remix

T-Kelley on the track!
 All this ice make my neck itch
 Too much money in my hand lookin' like a nigga flexin'
 All this cash on the floor I can't even see my section
 So baby, come sit that booty make it fit like it's Tetris
 Baby, I know you get the message
 So quit playin' with a young like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 Hit the west side throw 30 I been ballin' in the flame
 They gon' have to hang my jersey dollar bills stack, shin high
 Asian girls screamin' will you notice me, Senpai
 Whole gang swing by
 Now it's a fiesta now I'm being extra
 Now I'm talk'n wild like I'm tryna date Nadeska
 Drow'n off the Don give my phone to Milaan
 T pain and Akon bartender comes on
 Who's coming home with me
 Girl I got drivers you don't need your keys
 I just need one not two not three
 Soon as I'm done then you really got to leave
 Just a life style of a young rich bachelor
 Can't take it serious, shes fucking other rappers
 Woman everywhere I'm a world wide traveler
 Yeeeah eaah
 All this ice make my neck itch
 Too much money in my hand lookin' like a nigga flexin'
 All this cash on the floor I can't even see my section
 So baby, come sit that booty make it fit like it's Tetris
 Baby, I know you get the message
 So quit playin' with a young like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 Ass like what? Fuck it up
 You're like Patron mixed with Henny in your cup
 You say I workin' 9 to 5, not enough
 So you can turn up 2AM in the club
 Cash like what? Fuck it up
 All the ones on the floor mixed with dubs
 You say you lookin' for a baller, not a scrub
 Whoever throw the most money showin' love
 So let a young nigga come and handle it
 Booty so big, I keep my hands off it
 Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin'
 In the back of the coupe, let me play wit' it
 All up on the stage, but you start with your top
 Girl, I ain't leavin' til' them panties drop
 All this money everywhere, got you diggin' a lot
 Cuz you're livin' la vida loca
 All this ice make my neck itch
 Too much money in my hand lookin' like a nigga flexin'
 All this cash on the floor I can't even see my section
 So baby, come sit that booty make it fit like it's Tetris
 Baby, I know you get the message
 So quit playin' with a young like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it up
 For that bag, she gon' run it like
 Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love
 For that cash, she don't fall in love