Give It to Her - Dave East, Rico Love

The dope boys got their eyes on her

The ball players got their eyes on her, bitches telling lies on her

Her ex send her out of town.

she had some pies on her

Now she into body art, they painting designs on her

Connected like I work for Time Warner

Posted on Instagram she hosting a club, that make the line longer

She said she rather smoke with me knowing that mine’s stronger

Did a show in Cleveland, found out LeBron want her

I guess the way her body’s made got you tryna stay

Blow every dollar in your pocket in the wildest way

I do the same but I love the game at a early age

They turn the page to be on you soon as they learn your name

It come with this shit, I run with the shit

If this was 96, I’d get off a bucket of Cris'

Cuban links, making drinks, and champagne or it’s Cognac

Seen her and I own that, asking her where her phone at

She just wanna wake up every morning to a penthouse view

A bag by Chanel, a Lil Balenciaga shoe

She just want a young street nigga that could fuck her good

But the money only thing that’ll get her in the mood

And every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

And every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Even me, I wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Turn the lights on

Floating down fifth like she on the ave

was on her bag, hope none of my homies smashed

If they did, I’d doubt she ever let me know

More concerned with taking trips, feeling sand between her toes

She was dealing with them older men

You know the type tryna be low but you can notice them

I’m gutter like a bowling pin

Love her style, if I had it I’d give it all up

Turn my phone off when I’m with her, don’t even call us

She just want a condo with her own closet

Ain’t too many been riding, shorty got low milage

Chanel sneakers with the double C’s

Membership to the gym but her best friend just had another C

Walk out the spot, the whole block paying attention

Leggings tight fitting, bottom of her shoes red

I’m tryna nail without a tool shed, I don’t care what dudes said

Put in so much work she need a new bed

She just wanna wake up every morning to a penthouse view

A bag by Chanel, a shoe

She just want a young street nigga that could fuck her good

But the money only thing that’ll get her in the mood

And every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

And every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Even me, I wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Every nigga wanna give it to her

(I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it)

Turn the lights on