I Love Dom

Toot that, love the way you shoot that
 Just got her hair did she tryna get her groove back
 Touch it like a iPad, baby I'm a true Mac
 Real nigga coming through, everybody move back
 Walked through the back door, they was like whose that?
 6'1 brown skin sagging in my new hat
 Had to look back when you passed 'cause it's too fat
 She told me come over right now she got a new wax
 Them other hoes gone, baby girl you back
 Don't throw the ice in the trash we can use that
 Got a nice bra on, baby we can lose that
 Don't say you a pro, I'ma make you prove that
 I Love Dom
 That should be your new tat
 I just wanna hit that, I can be your new bat
 Walk up in the house 3 a.m. where the food at?
 I'm tryna have it ready when I'm finished fuckin' you (ah)
 See a nice couch, but where I'm fuckin' you at?
 Don't grab – so hard you can bruise that
 I know yo boyfriend just mad 'cause he do rap
 But don't be on my nuts, nigga it's a food tax
 Hit 'em with the new blue and white just be cool hat
 Number 8 Jordans unlaced with the two straps
 This is not a game or anything I can lose at
 I'm standing right here, this where you should choose at
 I got her going Dom, got her going Dom
 I never really let a nigga ever meet my mom
 But I been sorta maybe thinking you can be the one
 And I been sorta maybe thinking you can be the one
 When I do hit I'm talkin' shit before I'm done
 I know you prolly wanted to fuck with me since we was young
 I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung
 I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung
 Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the two
 Maybe I'm the nigga that you call when you through
 Don't even trip I got other hoes too
 Maybe I didn't even really wanted to fuck with you?
 Had one drink now you gettin' a lil loose
 All cranberry bitch that's a lil goose
 I'm the best nigga that you know near the booth
 And if it's any doubt in your mind here's the proof
 Everything I said last week was the truth
 How many girls can I have 'til I'm through?
 I don't really know what these other niggas do
 But you ain't heard nobody like me since Snoop
 Them the Bo Jacksons that I had in '92
 I'ma stay fresh bitch that's just what I do
 Burnside Boyz nigga reppin' for my crew
 And she tell me I can get it but I'm never in the mood
 Look I got her goin' Dom, got her goin' Dom
 I never really let nobody ever meet my mom
 But I been sorta thinkin' maybe you can be the one
 And I been sorta thinkin' maybe you can be the one
 But when I do hit I'm talkin' shit before I'm done
 I know you prolly wanted to fuck with me since we was young
 I know you go slow when you tryna get me sprung
 I know you go slow cause you tryna get me sprung, tryna get me sprung
 And she stay tryna get me
 She stay tryna get me, she stay tryna get me
 Yeah she stay tryna get me like
 She stay tryna get me like
 Tryna get me like
 Tryna get me
 Tryna get me
 Tryna get me like
 (Tryna get me)
 (Tryna get me)
 (Tryna get me)
 (She try-keep tryna get me)