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Playboi Carti – Fell In Luv (feat. Bryson Tiller) lyrics

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I fell in love, fell in love
But that’s okay, ’cause we in love
Oh my God, fell in love
I fell in love, with the love
Show me love, now give me love
Fell in love, I fell in love
I want in, for the love
Just show me love, just show me love
I fell in love, I fell in love
And that’s okay, ’cause I’m in love

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
We in that bed, give me head
I want that, just a [?]
Close your eyes, don’t shed no tears
Keep it dark, close the shades
I’m off the pills, you on that lean
You fuck me slow, girl do your thing
Let’s take some pictures, let’s take some scenes
Playboy magazine
She got her panties down, with no tee
She got her titties out, she wanna the teeth
She tatted up now, I see you see
I know you see, I know you see us
You know I want that bih, I wanna eat her
I wanna lick it up, I wanna fuck her (aye)
I want to freeze you up, I want them diamonds blingin’
I want it all on you, I want you all on me
Ooh

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I fell in love, fell in love
But that’s okay, ’cause we in love
Oh my God, fell in love
I fell in love, with the love
Show me love, now give me love
Fell in love, I fell in love
I want in, for the love
Just show me love, just show me love

[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
Lil’ ma fly, she got fly now
Got a squad now, got a drop now
She club hoppin’, jewelry shoppin’
Girl you shinin’, girl you finin’
Yeah, you fine as wine, frozen like diamonds (dime piece)
I treat you like my last dime
Go broke, no joke
I cut these hoes off, I kill the roll call
I put the doors up, she like to show off
Them bitches sleepy, them bitches dosed off
I put a ring on it, it ain’t got a ring to it
On my knees for you, watch me do how he ain’t do it
I cannot speak for you, but I know that he ain’t flowin’
I speak your language, he don’t tell you things do he?
Like “Girl, you dangerous”
Girl I ain’t seen beauty, not ’til I seen you
Don’t you cheat like Queen do
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me sing to you, let this be the theme music

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I fell in love, fell in love
But that’s okay, ’cause we in love
Oh my God, fell in love
I fell in love, with the love
Show me love, now give me love
Fell in love, I fell in love
I want in, for the love
Just show me love, just show me love
I fell in love, I fell in love
And that’s okay, ’cause I’m in love

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Big Sean Gave Bryson Tiller Some Advice About Joy and Love Frequency

Big Sean gave Bryson Tiller a few word of advice about the frequencies of love and joy.

Tiller, who has had a successful year for his career, went on Twitter on Wednesday to get some things off his chest. 2017 is undoubtedly a year where social media and internet bullying and trolling dominate the digital space. Most celebrities have a love-hate relationship with some of their fans and some folks can stay behind their keyboards and troll celebrities all day long.

“Spent a lot of time tryin to fix what haters didn’t like about me only to be reminded by those who love me that i was never broken.. focus on the love never the hate,” Bryson Tiller tweeted. Big Sean seems like he was just having a positive day and went on Twitter to share a positive message with his fans when he got wind of Tiller’s statement and decided to share his thoughts on it.

“Facts! U can’t please everybody bro, atleast please yourself! No point in changing your frequency of joy n love to accommodate opinions or hate. I had to learn that too. Keep up the good work, 2018 lookin bright!” Big Sean tweeted. Sean Don has been dealing with his own critics on social media about his recent joint project “Double or Nothing” with Metro Boomin. I personally think that the album was excellent.

spent a lot of time tryin to fix what haters didn’t like about me only to be reminded by those who love me that i was never broken.. focus on the love never the hate

— tiller (@brysontiller) December 27, 2017

Facts! U can’t please everybody bro, atleast please yourself! No point in changing your frequency of joy n love to accommodate opinions or hate. I had to learn that too. Keep up the good work, 2018 lookin bright! https://t.co/84sEc9yZD0

— Sean Don (@BigSean) December 27, 2017

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Insecure – Jazmin Sullivan feat. Bryson Tiller lyrics

Lyrics Jazmine Sullivan – Insecure

Gotta’ lot on my mind
I’m thinking I’m needing a break to clear up the clutter, damn man
Can I get a minute get some space, man
You been through my head, playing games man
You be way too controlling
Got me feeling like I can’t breathe, I can’t even hang with a homie
Ain’t no reason not to trust me, I’m your lady not a slave
You my nigga not my master, I’ll escape thinking who can I run to?
Got me looking for a new dude
With a chill vibe, who a nice time, who can lay back, who don’t pick fights, who ain’t insecure.

Why you gotta’ be so insecure?
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of s**t, but I won’t take that.

Been a long time, ain’t been home – I been away
Work got me in and out of state
Don’t know what you’re doing, wonder what you’re doing
You got niggas in you’re face, I’ll never let you go to waste
You’re my treasure, baby, not my trash
Thirsty bout to make a nigga splash
Why I treat you like a trophy, control freak
I tell you thats better than no freak
Find someone better you can go free
Stop trippin’ girl you know me, I’m your homie
Don’t cut it off, we done said it all and we done it all
I want it all, for myself sorry if I’m coming off insecure
Ooh, yeah, yeahhh.

Why you gotta be so insecure?
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of s**t, but I won’t take that.

Don’t you never trust, it’s important
Ever heard of that, is it foreign to you?
Is a good time really boring to you?
You be on your Suge Knight, I was tryna find
You believe you’re a lover
Are you my man or my big brother
Baby somethings wrong with this picture
You make it hard to wanna stay with ya
I’m your lady, not a slave
You my nigga, not my master, I’ll escape
Thinking who can I run to?
Got me looking for a new dude
I’m a good girl but you reach in
Bout to make me give you reason to be insecure.

Why you gotta’ be so insecure?
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more (but you be wanting more and more)
And why you can’t get above my back versuri-lyrics.info
And I can take a lot of s**t, but I won’t take that (but I won’t take that)
No I won’t take that no moreee.

Featured in HBO’s Insecure Season 2.
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Listen Jazmine Sullivan and Bryson Tiller Song “Insecure”

Jazmine Sullivan and Bryson Tiller link up for a new single “Insecure” which serves as the soundtrack to the Issa Rae’s HBO series.

The fun single sees the two R&B stars going back and forth about their relationship drama over a smooth R&B beat. “Been a long time baby I’ve been away / Work got me in & out of state / Don’t know what your doin’, wonder whatcha doin’,” Bryson Tiller sings while Jazmine Sullivan chimed in, “Why you gotta be so insecure, when I did all I could do to keep you wanting more?”

Bryson Tiller is currently featured on one of the hottest singles of the summer “Wild Thoughts” with Rihanna and DJ Khaled. Back in May, he also released his sophomore album “True To Self” which has been doing well. The last body of work we got from Jazmine Sullivan was Reality Show, released back in 2015.

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Listen A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Fabolous Song “Wild Thots”

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and Fabolous made a play on DJ Khaled’s new smash hit single “Wild Thoughts” with their version “Wild Thots.”

DJ Khaled, Rihanna and Bryson Tiller scored what is possibly the biggest hit of the summer with “Wild Thoughts” because you keep hearing the song everywhere. Now can A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and Fabolous gain the same traction in the music market with “Wild Thots.” The song itself is catchy with a blend of auto-tune made for a club banger. The ladies who dances in the clubs will like this track.

Take a listen to the single “Wild Thots” below.

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Young Dolph – On The River (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Gelato Album)

[Intro: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Pretty white bitches sniffin’ cocaine
My trap house live like the "Soul Train"
I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too)
Bad bitches
Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
Gang gang, yeah

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Syrup sipper, and she full of that liquor (yeah)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah)
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
She thick-alicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping her(yup)
G’s up hoes down
I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy ain’t solid make that pussy stay from round
All I wanna do is count money and lay up with my lil’ bitch
Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa & Young Dolph]
All I smoke is killer (strong)
Gotta shout out Killer (hey)
See me in the club, I be standing next to killers (woah)
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings (drop?)
Smellin’ like that KK when I walk into the building (hey, hey!)
Bank roll, tryna get another million (racks)
Get jammed up he gon’ sing like Bryson Tiller (damn)
Garage look like the dealer (haha)
Y’all don’t look familiar (who is you?)
Plus I rep them Steelers (yeah)
Don’t care what the bill is (aha!)
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the bitch on the first night, she gon’ try it all
I feel bad for a nigga ’cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

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Young Dolph – On the River Lyrics

[Intro: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Pretty white bitches sniffin’ cocaine
My trap house live like the “Soul Train”
I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too)
Bad bitches
Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
Gang gang, yeah

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Syrup sipper, and she fuck with that liquor (yeah)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah)
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
She thick-ilicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping (yup)
G’s up hoes down
I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy solid make that pussy stay from round
All I wanna do is count money lay up with my lil’ bitch
Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
All I smoke is killer, gotta shout out Killer
See me in the club I be standing next to killers
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings
Smellin’ like that KK when I walk into the building
Thankful, tryna get another million
Get jammed up he gon’ sing like Bryson Tiller
Garage look like the dealer
Got ’em look familiar
Plus I rep them Stealers
Don’t care what the bill is
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the bitch on the first night she gon’ try it all
Lie for bad for a nigga cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass (whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like “Thriller” (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

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Skillz – 2016 Rap Up

This past year was a bummer
Looking back, it kinda makes me wonder
How it came and went and damn near took everyone under
Its crazy out here and even though it was tough
I’ma run it back, this is 2016 Rap Up

Denver won the Super Bowl, Cam came up short
Leo got his Oscar and El Chapo got caught
They got mosquitoes with the Zika, so don’t get bit
Peyton and Kobe Bryant both called it quits
I gotta admit, Fam, I get mad as shit
When I swipe my card and they say "No, You gotta use your chip"
Damn Daniel, "Hamilton" was lit
Who let Kanye West get 53 million in debt?
And Rihanna went to work without taking a pause
ISIS popping and y’all worried about bathroom laws?!?
Come on, fam
How that sound?
So we out here standing up
Just so y’all can sit down?
Warriors went on a streak and then they got served
Panda was a hit and we couldn’t understand the words
Huh, and Khaled kept snapping
These youngins keep mumbling
I guess y’all call that rapping
I’ve seen "Stranger Things", come on dude
Y’all out here shooting gorillas and punching kangaroos
Janet Jackson pregnant at 50, dog
So for you ol’ broads, there might be some hope for y’all
I ain’t throwing shade, it ain’t that deep
Shit I don’t want nobody out here fucking with me in these streets
Then Birdman ran up on Charlamagne
And Lil’ Wayne still not ‘puttin’ respect on his name’
Michael left Kelly trying to get paid
But the world stopped when Beyonce dropped Lemonade
She slayed, and over-shared
And ya’ll still trying to find out about ‘Becky with the good hair.’
As far as questions, I got one
"Hey Hov and B, is y’all finished or is y’all done?"
Son, I don’t know if it was fake
I know KD did the running man challenge all the way to Golden State
The whole year made no sense
Dog, we live in a world without Muhammad Ali and no Prince
Then Gucci came home
And he looked so different y’all was like, "naw, that’s got to be a clone"
Y’all was glued to y’all phones
And LeBron got it done for the Cavs and brought the chip back home
Snapchatting all over the place
I swear to God, if I see one more girl with a dog on her face
It was a sad year for sure
Instead of being woke though
Y’all wanted to play Pokemon Go!
And rap got weird, should we be concerned?
Young Thug in a dress, Yung Joc got a perm
And everybody was in the Presidential race
Ryan Lochte, Oh he gets the Michael Phelps’ face
Game and Meek beefing, Hillary and Trump
Kap took a knee, T.I., Brad Pitt got dumped
And Trump said he going to build a wall on the border
Ya’ll will probably go to flip bottles water
The snow storm had the East underground
The kept shooting black men but wouldn’t shoot killer clowns
They kept telling us to use our voices
Knowing damn well they ain’t really give us no choices
Get an iPhone with no headphone cord
Or get a Galaxy and go and meet the Lord
See they go low, and we go high
You only got two friends. Why you trying to go Live?
I’ma miss the Obamas, I don’t wanna see them go
My prayers to everyone that we lost in Orlando
The Oscars were so white they had to get Chris Rock
And the album of the year had to be Anderson.Paak
Cubs finally Won, Usain was on fire
Melania Trump hired the wrong ghostwriter
I’m petty with the manners
‘Cuz I think Kim K. got robbed by Joanne the Scammer
Ooouuu
Biters keep testin’ me
They making rappers, but they ain’t got the recipe
Huh, Yeah that’s facts
Shout to Young M.A. for bringing New York back
And I hear y’all talking about "Kanye is fine"
Well to us it look like Kanye done lost his mind
Cowboys kept ballin’, them boys in the zone
Bryson Tiller came along, kept telling us "Don’t"
I’m highly favored
I clap back on my haters
I be the beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes
The mannequin challenge, oh, that’s how y’all feel?
The World moving dog, we can’t just stand still
Beyonce made sure y’all got in formation
One time for Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Did Drake bag J.Lo? I say kinda
But y’all was all up in arms over Rob and Chyna
And that’s a new level of female pimping
Biggest L of the year goes to Hillary Clinton
You ask me, man, I thought she had it made
You ask me now, shit, I think we all got played
Another sign of the times
And now the whole World laughing at us, sounding like ChewbaccaMom
2016 was a bully and a punk
On top of that, now we gotta deal with Donald Trump?
Pardon me, as I vent
Bro, we made a reality star the President
And that just makes me sick
Talking about, "We gotta give him a chance." Naw
I ain’t got to give him shit
It’s going to be hard to cope
Because you can’t have progress, dog, if you don’t have hope
More pros, less rookies
And if America’s ours, how we let it get grabbed by the pussy?
They say I sound mad, off the cuff
Oh, I sound mad? Y’all don’t sound mad enough
So from here on out, we gotta set the tone
Y’all protect yourself and protect your own
And way too many people got called back home
2016 you can go, and I’m glad you’re gone
Felt like a long bad dream
I’m wishing you love and life, Welcome to 2017

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G Herbo – Pull Up (Strictly 4 My Fans Album)

[Intro]
Baby, don’t stop
Baby, don’t stop
You couldn’t make me this
I wanna get freaky, freaky
And let me lick you up and down
(Let me take you up and down, haha)
Up and down
(Up and)
Up and down
(G-Herbo, ha)
Let me making you soaking wet baby

[Verse 1]
Let me show you how the gangsters do it
I know you tryna get it off
Turn the Bryson Tiller off, let me fuck you to this gangster music
Party bag and I can’t refuse it
Pussy so good, so tight, know I gotta abuse it
One stroke, two strokes, same beat as the music
Aye and that shit so wet I took the rubber off, can’t even use it
I love when you start screamin’ out when I go deep into it
Know I’m goin’ hard, I can’t stop killin’, in love with you moanin’
We go again, over and over, know she my opponent
Win, lose, or draw
She leave me breathin’ hard, I leave her soakin’
I kiss your lips, we lick and suck, and let me bend it over
She throw it back, I’m in her stomach, know she feelin’ it
So deep, she tryna run but can’t because I’m still in it
She feelin’ it, she lovin’ it, she feelin’ it
We wasn’t deep at first but now we got our feelin’s in
When I’m on the road she missin’ me, yeah cause she not on that
When I’m layin’, I’m on my way, can’t wait to put my mouth on it

[Interlude]
(Up and down)
Aye
(Up and down)
Let me lick you (up and down)
You already know what is man when you callin’ me baby
Just pull up, two, three cribs, you come whenever look

[Verse 2]
Baby let me get it fresh up out the shower
Tongue kiss your lips, caress you, stroke you for an hour
She leakin’, soakin’, bite her lips soon as I’m slidin’ in
Can’t get no deeper, she start scratchin’, and she grabbin’ me
I can take the pain, she say my name when I start grinding it
Fucked around and fell in love, I met her from around the land
First started off as my little bitch, wasn’t even fuckin’ then
Let me inside, I’ll beat it up, and I’ve been busting since
Can’t take it when I’m lickin’ it, when I start suckin’ it
She comin’ in spread her legs, keep lickin’, make her cum again
She know I keep it super real, realer than most of ’em
She know it’s fuck them other bitches, can’t get over her
Aye, like a roller coast with her
Haa, she ride, I’m holdin’ her
And after that I told her

[Outro]
(Let me lick you soakin’ wet baby)
Let me lick you soakin’ wet baby, haha
(Baby, don’t stop)
Don’t stop
(Baby, don’t stop)
Get on top
(Baby, don’t stop)
I told her
(Baby, don’t stop)
Haah
(Baby, don’t stop)

You already know what it is, you know? When I’m with you it feel like, when I’m with you it feel like — It ain’t nothin’ else goin’ on, everything revolvin’ around us, you know we kickin’ it. Besides us fuckin’ baby, we just be kickin’ it. I need somebody to kick it when I’m goin’ through everything I’m goin’ through. When I can just lay back, smoke a blunt, rub my back or somethin’, you know I’m sayin’? Let me vent to you sometimes baby. Hoes ain’t shit but pussies, haha I told ’em hoes ain’t shit but pussies, haha

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G Herbo – Pull Up

[Intro]
Baby, don’t stop
Baby, don’t stop
You couldn’t make me this
I wanna get freaky, freaky
And let me lick you up and down
(Let me take you up and down, haha)
Up and down
(Up and)
Up and down
(G-Herbo, ha)
Let me making you soaking wet baby

[Verse 1]
Let me show you how the gangsters do it
I know you tryna get it off
Turn the Bryson Tiller off, let me fuck you to this gangster music
Party bag and I can’t refuse it
Pussy so good, so tight, know I gotta abuse it
One stroke, two strokes, same beat as the music
Aye and that shit so wet I took the rubber off, can’t even use it
I love when you start screamin’ out when I go deep into it
Know I’m goin’ hard, I can’t stop killin’, in love with you moanin’
We go again, over and over, know she my opponent
Win, lose, or draw
She leave me breathin’ hard, I leave her soakin’
I kiss your lips, we lick and suck, and let me bend it over
She throw it back, I’m in her stomach, know she feelin’ it
So deep, she tryna run but can’t because I’m still in it
She feelin’ it, she lovin’ it, she feelin’ it
We wasn’t deep at first but now we got our feelin’s in
When I’m on the road she missin’ me, yeah cause she not on that
When I’m layin’, I’m on my way, can’t wait to put my mouth on it
[Interlude]
(Up and down)
Aye
(Up and down)
Let me lick you (up and down)
You already know what is man when you callin’ me baby
Just pull up, two, three cribs, you come whenever look

[Verse 2]
Baby let me get it fresh up out the shower
Tongue kiss your lips, caress you, stroke you for an hour
She leakin’, soakin’, bite her lips soon as I’m slidin’ in
Can’t get no deeper, she start scratchin’, and she grabbin’ me
I can take the pain, she say my name when I start grinding it
Fucked around and fell in love, I met her from around the land
First started off as my little bitch, wasn’t even fuckin’ then
Let me inside, I’ll beat it up, and I’ve been busting since
Can’t take it when I’m lickin’ it, when I start suckin’ it
She comin’ in spread her legs, keep lickin’, make her cum again
She know I keep it super real, realer than most of ’em
She know it’s fuck them other bitches, can’t get over her
Aye, like a roller coast with her
Haa, she ride, I’m holdin’ her
And after that I told her

[Outro]
(Let me lick you soakin’ wet baby)
Let me lick you soakin’ wet baby, haha
(Baby, don’t stop)
Don’t stop
(Baby, don’t stop)
Get on top
(Baby, don’t stop)
I told her
(Baby, don’t stop)
Haah
(Baby, don’t stop)

You already know what it is, you know? When I’m with you it feel like, when I’m with you it feel like — It ain’t nothin’ else goin’ on, everything revolvin’ around us, you know we kickin’ it. Besides us fuckin’ baby, we just be kickin’ it. I need somebody to kick it when I’m goin’ through everything I’m goin’ through. When I can just lay back, smoke a blunt, rub my back or somethin’, you know I’m sayin’? Let me vent to you sometimes baby. Hoes ain’t shit but pussies, haha I told ’em hoes ain’t shit but pussies, haha