Lil Kayla - Private Dancer

(Steelo Beats, bitch)
(HerbMadeThisBeat)
What I'm tryna figure out
Why your nigga keep trying to come home with me?
(Lil Kayla, what's up?)

Yeah, you keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer)
I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer)
He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur)
So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah)
Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, pop

If you don't know about me, I'm Lil K from the Bay (Lil K from the Bay)
No matter what I do, you know them bitches gon' hate (You know them bitches gon' hate)
I ain't never gave a fuck what a bitch have to say (Nah)
'Cause they ain't gon' say that shit to my motherfuckin' face
And not to mention that your nigga want a taste
You keep talkin' down, he gon' fuck me either way
You get too out of line, watch me glide it on his face
Hurt the nigga lil' feelings, then I send him on his way, bitch

You keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer)
I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer)
He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur)
So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah)
Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, pop

I got money on my mind, tryna hit a store
So don't get in my whip if you ain't on what I'm on
Like they goin' out of business, baby, everything goes
If you hit, then you hit, and if you don't, then you don't
And who the fuck you talkin' to? You better watch your tone
I ain't the average bitch and I ain't lettin' shit go
And I don't play no games
Keep yappin' and watch me have a gang of niggas at your front door
The nigga know I'm a winner (Winner)
That's why the nigga doin' me and he ain't been comin' home for dinner
I'm finna, finna, finna
Tell your ass somethin' 'bout your low-down-dog-ass nigga
He shady
He was eatin' this pussy like crazy
Tellin' me to have all his babies
But you 'posed to be his main lady?
You crazy

You keep on callin', but he will not answer (But he will not answer)
I'm in here actin' like the nigga private dancer (Like his private dancer)
He want me to be his private chauffeur (To be his private chauffeur)
So I rode that boy like a rollercoaster, yeah (Like a rollercoaster)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
I get on it (I get on it), and get to it (And get to it)
Boy, yeah, I do me (Boy, yeah), boy, yeah, do me (Boy, yeah)
Don't stop (Don't stop), do me, boy, pop