CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Ocean

(Bless U Andy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you ridin' me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you ridin' like, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you ridin' like, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, ayy (Callari, this sh*t fire)

Ayy, lil' mama, I like you ride it, I like how you move it
I'm all in your ocean, I just wanna dive in, okay
Like what's your plans today? I got time to make you bae
Don't got time to conversate, hop in the foreign coupe, ándale
Ayy, lil' mama, I like you ride it, I like how you move it
I'm all in your ocean, I just wanna dive in, okay
Like what's your plans today? I got time to make you bae
Don't got time to conversate, hop in the foreign coupe, ándale

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Ooh, t-tell baby girl buss it down to her knee
I, I done scoped you from a mile away, when we stepped on that scene
And that top game so brazy, she done got the honor roll OG's
Oh, won't buss it down on her perk for certain
Block the n***a on your line, it's work
She can't keep no secret, I don't know if you peeped this
f**kin' that b*t*h while she got a man, oh no, I know she schemin'
And she on my line late night but with that chat, I gotta delete sh*t
No skeletons where a G slept
Mix the Wock' and tris, I lean to death
She tryna clap it back 'cause I needed that
Okay, like, ooh, lil' mami psycho (Psycho), you so bad like Michael (Like Michael)
Ooh, right there, that ass so fat, now I puff puff pass of this light show
I'll admit that I'm lost in the trend, no plans of where I might go
You play too many goddamn games, so I'm curious where this night goes