[Intro]

Pretty face I wanna fuck on

Eazy

What?

[Chorus]

When she smiles, it turns me the fuck on

That's a pretty face that I wanna fuck on

She psychotic 'cause all her exes done wrong

I'ma make you feel better with this one song

He isn't me

He didn't run up ten bands in a week

Bitch, I could pay for your nails and your feet

I could show you how to get to a bag, listen

I could take care of you better than mother and dad

You're done with college, oh shit, you're a grad

Shawty from Dallas, I take her to go see the Mavs

No questions asked, this shit isn't Vlad

[Verse 1]

He put you through too much

I'ma buy you Louboutins

All white likе Ku Klux

Bottoms red like Lucifer

But I'm still rеpenting for sins

Even though we'll be fuckin' from like seven to ten

Ironic, it would feel like heaven again

But could go to hell for whatever we did

No 50 Cent, but there's many men

In your DM and they gettin' hit

Just like it's hockey, we slide with the stick

Then pay for some tickets, we takin' a trip

Are you tryna go to the UK?

Make a baby, got us looking at due dates

Hit the stu' and start the cookin', no soufflé

Bringing some Louis bags to the crib just for my roommate

[Chorus]

When she smiles, it turns me the fuck on

That's a pretty face that I wanna fuck on

She psychotic 'cause all her exes done wrong

I'ma make you feel better with this one song

He isn't me

He didn't run up ten bands in a week

Bitch, I could pay for your nails and your feet

I could show you how to get to a bag, listen

I could take care of you better than mother and dad

You're done with college, oh shit, you're a grad

Shawty from Dallas, I take her to go see the Mavs

No questions asked, this shit isn't Vlad

[Verse 2]

You're every woman I need like Whitney Houston

You and your ex would Honda Accord it, me and you Bentley coupe it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Shawty, you on my to-do list

Letting you go would be foolish

I know he sicker than lupus

Took her to dinner at Ruth Chris

Just got a whole bunch of Prada and ain't take the tag off yet

I hold my baby like a basinet

Her head so sloppy that my ass is wet

I take her wherever, no cab to catch

I got the ingredients, cabinet

I know what to do with the baddest bitch

No need to be sending me passages, come see me

[Chorus]

When she smiles, it turns me the fuck on

That's a pretty face that I wanna fuck on

She psychotic 'cause all her exes done wrong

I'ma make you feel better with this one song

He isn't me

He didn't run up ten bands in a week

Bitch, I could pay for your nails and your feet

I could show you how to get to a bag, listen

I could take care of you better than mother and dad

You're done with college, oh shit, you're a grad

Shawty from Dallas, I take her to go see the Mavs

No questions asked, this shit isn't Vlad