Genie

Yeah
Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me
You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie
Yeah, you copyin' my lingo, why you trynna be me?
Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny

We both slept on, times in the dark, shit, but we kept goin
Puttin' the West on, now I feel like Pac with vest on
No offense, though, yeah, I think you look better with less on
Takin' that dress off
Playin' that Keith while we gettin' our sweat on
Five a.m. and I'm at places where I shouldn't be
If you by my side, it's all in ain't no in between
My intentions Genuwine, so what's in them jeans?
And we ride around in Maybachs, ain't no limousines

Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me
You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie
Copyin' my lingo, baby, why you trynna be me?
Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny

Brand new AMG on Forgiato's, -ato's, -ato's
Mile high club, yeah we throwin' dollars, dollars
Any section that we in, it's just bottles, bottles
You come back to the cribs and it's just models, models

Yeah, Vicky, Secret, whoa, yeah
Willhemina, whoa
IMG models, whoa
L.A, Q, Otto, whoa

Said you trynna move on from me, girl you need me
You got wishes that need granting and I'm like your genie
Copyin' my lingo, baby, why you trynna be me?
Boy done met the world, I'll give you lessons like I'm Mr. Feeny