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[Intro]
Turn it up a little bit, though
When you got nobody, girl, you got me, uh
Got nobody, you got me
[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, what's your curfew?
Got problems? Nothin' we can't work through
Keep it real from the jump, can't hurt you
Take them pants off, baby, and that shirt, too
Take the pants off, baby, and the shirt, too, uh
Got nobody, girl, you got me
Beat the pussy up, call me Mike T
Them other niggas cool, but they not me
When you got nobody, girl, you got me, oh
[Post-Chorus]
Got nobody, girl, you got me
When you got nobody, girl, you got me, oh
When you got nobody, girl, you got me
Got nobody, girl, you got me
You got nobody, girl, you got me, oh
[Verse 1]
Fly you out to Paris for some hot tea
Tryna fuck you all night, have you knock-knee
Pop tags, other bitches at the swap meet
I can show you how to come up nigga, watch me
Starbucks every morning, she want latte
Tell me where you from, that's a great story
I don't have friends, guess it ain't for me
Had to cut 'em off 'cause they wasn't for me
You just wanna have a lil' fun, though
Hair done, Uber Eats to the condo
Countin' money for me, baby, let me twist one
Where the spring break party? She don't miss one
Group of friends know she going for the rich one
Took her out the hood, it's a process
If you stole everything, that is not blessed
Outwork everybody, I do not rest
Clear skin, own money, she do not stress
Tryna take you overseas, that's progress
Really came up out the mud, I'ma pop shit
Fake shit, all cap, this is not that
Big hunnit on me now, needa pay homage
Yeah, we passed you up 'cause you wasn't hungry
Put on for my clique, that's a true story
Niggas had a shot, but they so corny
[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, what's your curfew?
Got problems? Nothin' we can't work through
Keep it real from the jump, can't hurt you
Take them pants off, baby, and that shirt, too
Take the pants off, baby, and the shirt, too, uh
Got nobody, girl, you got me
Beat the pussy up, call me Mike T
Them other niggas cool, but they not me
When you got nobody, girl, you got me, oh
[Post-Chorus]
Got nobody, girl, you got me
When you got nobody, girl, you got me, oh
Beat the pussy up, call me Mike T
Got nobody, girl, you got me
Got nobody, girl, you got me, oh (Got me, oh)
[Verse 2]
Seen you from way 'cross the room
Body-to-body I want you
Let's get out this clizzub
I need you right now
Stretch you out, go get a towel
DJ, run that shit again
Ain't had no fun in a minute
We smokin' and chokin' that loud
Vibing, we into the crowd
Nobody turning me down
Fuck with my sound
Baby so solid
I can trust her with my wallet
Call me big Clyde, she my Bonnie
Double my money
There through my pain
Was my umbrella when rain
Now we gon' shine like it's sunny
[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, what's your curfew?
Got problems? Nothin' we can't work through (Work through)
Keep it real from the jump, can't hurt you
Take them pants off, baby, and the shirt, too (Shirt, too)
Take them pants off, baby, and the shirt, too, uh (Shirt, too)
When you got nobody, girl, you got me (Got me)
Beat the pussy up, call me Mike T (Mike T)
Them other niggas cool, but they not me (Not me)
Got nobody, girl, you got me (Got me)
[Outro]
When you got nobody, girl, you got me (Got me)
When you got nobody, girl, you—
Curfew was written by Scotty ATL.
Curfew was produced by Tasha Catour.
Scotty ATL released Curfew on Thu May 20 2021.