Fred Nice

She's barely got on anything
There's no room in them skin tight jeans
She keeps looking here at me
You're leaving the club with me
(Kenny to the B)
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing

Kenny B

Barely wearing anything
Body of a goddess
Body of a queen
Like my hype man
I'm making her scream
We getting fucked up
We pre gaming with team
So I told her just be Eazy baby
I know "Kenny B" is crazy
Look back t my life it's hazy
But I love it that way
'Cause the ride was MF crazy
I'm shining
I'm grinding
We're smoking
We're flying
Destiny my designing
She's with me while I'm riding
I'll wait while she's deciding
And I'll compose a symphony
Ask for it
And you'll get the delivery
It could be so simple please
Are they even hearing me
Is anybody listening
I'm not flexing
While spitting these

Fred Nice

She's barely got on anything
There's no room in them skin tight jeans
She keeps looking here at me
You're leaving the club with me
(Ay, J.B)
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing

Hapless

I'm not the type of person
To go hang out at the club
But I'm already drunk
So Idgaf
And I only came in here to see what's up
Order another drink so I don't sober up
But honestly I think I've already had enough
Sip on it slow since I'm not in a rush
But chick so fine asked me if I want to smoke a blunt
And I'm like... Yeahhhh, Where you want to go?
We can hop up in the whip
And we can roll a couple "L's" and "hotbox"
While we're on the road
How about we "Skip" the formalities
And we can head back to my home
We can get high asf
and then F*** while we're high
Because there ain't nobody home
You can honestly say that I've got the right idea
So let's go
Because "What You're Wearin'"
Is tellin me everything that I need to know
Must be the fact that I'm rollin' with
"Eazy" and "Ivy" so she must love the way I "F.L.O.W"
It's Hapless and Kenny B up in the building
Right now, Me and this guy's girlfriend have got to go

Fred Nice

She's barely got on anything
There's no room in them skin tight jeans
She keeps looking here at me
You're leaving the club with me
(Ivy to the League)
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing
I keep staring(x2)
At what you're wearing
What you're wearing