On Sight
Coco Jones
4:28Ti-ti-ticktock, walkin' in the crib at six o'clock You can get slapped like Chris Rock Nigga, this ain't Love & Hip Hop Ain't been a liar, yeah, I ain't caught Who put the rocks in your wristwatch? God, whose house this is? Huh-uh So better keep it cute, my G Who you had in my Benz? (Huh) Said that shit again (huh) Said you was with your friends (huh) Couldn't check in (huh) You're trying to get revenge (huh) You wanna see me spit? (Huh) Can we make it work again, huh? Why're you exposing me? Getting too close Tucked all of the parts of me I hate the most Boy, we're supposed to be lovers, not foes Now all of a sudden I'm feeling exposed Exposed, overexposed Uh-uh, uh, uh I don't care who you follow I don't care about your ego I don't care if you're rich or broke But I care where your dick go We supposed to be done with them games I was supposed to be changing my name Boy, you know I'm from Chicago I ain't like these L.A hoes Tell me who you had in my Benz Who you had in my Benz? (Huh) Said that shit again (huh) Said you was with your friends (huh) I told you I'm a new bitch (couldn't check in, huh) You're trying to get revenge (huh) So you wanna see me spit? (Huh) Can we make it work again, huh? Why're you exposing me? Getting too close Tucked all of the parts of me I hate the most Boy, we're supposed to be lovers, not foes Now all of a sudden, I'm feeling exposed (yeah) Exposed, overexposed I don't wanna be like this on camera Can't let this lie just 'cause you're handsome I can't take it no more I don't wanna be like this on camera Can't let this lie just 'cause you're handsome I can't take it no more