Know You Better (feat Nipsey Hussle)

Omarion:

Haha, yeah, I'mma let it ride

I'm just tryna know you better

Tell me what's your name, tell me, tell me what's your sign

Tell me what you into, tell me, tell me what you like

If you was rich tomorrow tell me what would you do with it?

And if you could see the future, baby do you see me in it?

Would you date me for a minute, girl before you let me hit it?

Are you single? are you taken? working towards your education?

I'm just askin', I'm just sayin, what's your current situation?

Cause I see you 'cross the room and you the baddest in the building, what's up?

See I don’t wanna get into your draws yet (oh yeah)

Are you one of them girls that’s askin' where the bread's at? (Oh yeah)

See first I need to know the way your head at

Before you give me some (heh, I’m playin')

I’m just tryin' to know you, better

I’m just tryin' to know you, yeah

I’m just tryin' to know you, better

I’m just tryin' to know you, yeah-eah-eah

If I told you my secret, shawty would you keep it?

Are you the type to kiss me right after I eat it, yeah?

I’m just tryin' to know you better

Tell me where you goin', tell me, tell me where you from

Are you a smoker or a drinker? Are you none of the above?

Are you more domesticated? Do you love to hit the club?

Tell me do you like to fuck, or do you just like making love?

Tell me do you have some kids? And if so girl, how many?

And if not, then shawty tell me, can I be your baby daddy?

I’m just playin less you let me, I won’t know unless you tell me

I just gotta ask cause girl you super bad

What’s up?

Nipsey Hussle:

Can't be one of them all arguin'

Can't be wonderin' what car I'm in

Game I play, there's no part for them

Silent bitch, I got heart for them

Can't be one of them old blow-me-ups

Can't be one of them old quick-to-fucks

Can't be one of them old number one's

Think you running game

You ain't slick enough

Can't be on of them old fall-in-love's

Can't be one of them drunk-in-the-club

Can't be tryna fuck with a boss

When your Ex nigga's a fucking scrub

Can't be one of them old hate-your-daddy's

Can't be one of them gone make me slacking

Could be one of them gon' pull your own weight

You glossing up, I can't wait to match it

Teach you new game and make you happy

Pick your shoe game

You ain't the average

Make 'em lighter cause your face immaculate

And your purse is matchin'

Yo shape is savage

Can't be one of them old easy fucks

Think it's cool but you a pretty slut

Cause there's niggas in it that's really us

So before I hit, we gon' chop it up