Starin’At It lyrics

Long legs, long hair Super exposed through my t-shirt Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert Drag from my lips to my finger tips Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem? That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it Is it the way that I walk? (Whatcha know about it?) Is it the way that I talk? (Whatcha know about it?) Is it the way? (She a killer, ain't she?) Well you can look until your face turn purple This ain't on purpose when I look like a commercial Ooh darling, careful, you're gonna go blind When I love you long time Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem? That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it That's fine cause I love the way you starin' at it Got them clockin' on my style cause it's mad dope With all my exes hatin 'casue them niggas couldn't cope They be steady outchea lookin' for some closure While I'm lookin' for a blacked out Rover I mean I'm Gucci bluffin' with some kush leaves Bitches in the corner stairin' at me cause I'm fly, B Like a frisbee, nigga I must be Hip to every game cause these hoes can't play me But they gon' pay me 'casue I ain't into freebies You actin' hella needy, just book our name on the bill, sleaz