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" Love Gon' Go "
Yeah, we just did it for the wave, for the wave, for the feel of it
For the pleasure, for the pain, be addicted to the thrill of it
We gon' have to be brave, what we done done already, we killed it
Now we going to a whole new level and after that, another level 'til we limitless
She gon' do this forever, make a movie, pussy trilogy
Part 1, me on you, part 2, you on me, part 3, just we on we
And it's gon' be so lit baby, it's gon' be so lit
When it comes to the bed spring work, we just let things work, we the shit
Now that's how this love gon' go and that's how this love gon' go
Anytime you need me in the bedroom
Love gon' go, go go go
We got the chemistry in the bedroom
We can fuck some more, baby girl we should fuck some more
'Til I know your body inside out and you know my body head to toe
But only if you don't mind, if you don't mind
If you don't mind baby, love gon' go
Going on and on even when we both fuck up
You taking highways with checkpoints, take a break, you fucked up
You good under pressure, I get my phone, no more texting
The rules, you just bend 'em and stretch 'em and right now we sexing on sexing on sexing baby
The push and pull, that tossing and turning
That bronco, that raging bull, ride it like you earned it
You sure earned it babe, yeah and you know I earned you
When you and I ahead of time, learn each other, we can have supper at noon
Now that's how this love gon' go and that's how this love gon' go
Anytime you need me in the bedroom
Love gon' go, go go go
We got the chemistry in the bedroom
We can fuck some more, baby girl we should fuck some more
'Til I know your body inside out and you know my body head to toe
But only if you don't mind, if you don't mind
If you don't mind baby, love gon' go
Good sex is a passionate art, let's put some paint where it ain't
Couple hickies, couple bites, scratches and marks, we need to leave marks
Marking that territory, like a flare gun, flash in the dark, so we know what we at with it
We used to do each other real good, now we do it real smart
Now the science and the math of it, we were two students of the craft of it
Our sex game was so fresh mane, but now we sex game graduates
Practiced and mastered it, whoa, #LoveGonGo, #LoveGonGo
Netflix and chill, that's how love gon' go
Now that's how this love gon' go and that's how this love gon' go
Anytime you need me in the bedroom
Love gon' go, go go go
We got the chemistry in the bedroom
We can fuck some more, baby girl we should fuck some more
'Til I know your body inside out and you know my body head to toe
But only if you don't mind, if you don't mind
If you don't mind baby, love gon' go
" Sex You Back To Sleep "
I know it's late, I know it's late
And, baby, I can't focus, focus
I just flew in town today
I'm hoping that you notice. Did you notice?
I just posted my landing, oh
Wondering if the same old understanding stands
I know you got work pretty early
I'll be around 'bout 3:30
Usually you're done by one, so, baby, when I wake you up
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm coming through to meet ya, oh, yeah, to meet ya, oh
I know you're almost half asleep but you know I might just reach ya (reach ya, baby)
[Alternative version:]I know you're almost half asleep but you know how much I need ya (wake up, wake up, need ya, baby)
Girl, I need ya, oh (need ya, baby)
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh
I know you got work pretty early
I'll be around by 3:30
Usually you're done by one, so, baby, when I wake you up
Just let me rock, I'mma fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride, sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Baby, just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
I know you want me, how you feel me 'cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl
Just let me rock, fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Just let me ride (let me love you), sex you back to sleep, girl
Don't say a word, no (no), don't you talk
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl, rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job,
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job,
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
[Alternative version:] Sex you back to sleep, girl
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
" Die Young "
Die-ie-ie-ie-ie, whoa
Would you miss me?
If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta
Ride or die as a young nigga, ayy
I'ma be a legend when I go
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh)
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh)
I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)
Hear the gunshots sound, another black man down
'Nother innocent killed by the police, which side are you on?
All the violence is red and blue, oh
And the sons of a mother who never had a father
Tryna change a boy to a man
Got love for you, mama don't cry, we gon' be alright
'Cause one man shouldn't hate on another man
Judge no one 'cause of the color skin, oh-whoa
Let's stop killing each other, it's genocide
And if I die before I wake
I just pray to God my soul to take, whoa, yeah
If my brother is ridin', then we ridin', livin' like a young nigga
If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta
Ride or die as a young nigga, ayy
I'ma be a legend when I go
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh)
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Uh)
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, uh)
I'm probably dead (Uh, buck, buck, buck)
In the projects it's made, so we don't progress
Experimental test, watch us kill each other
Film another homicide, they tape it, nobody make it
See, he goin' to kill the same lab rat he was raised with
Such and such, so and so, brother
They got right on top of each other
Too close, he got a new toast to shoot close
Gun go bang, talk your slang, basics
Soon the whole hood gon' have cases
See my neighbors, see my haters, see federal agents
Pharmacies ain't givin' out no medical favors
But we got scripts to codeine and Oxycontin
Gettin' rich off that like ain't no other options
Autopsy, dissect 'em, they open him up
All they wanna see is if he had coke in his blood
'Cause the cops shot him, just 'cause he came from the rock bottom
Now you see his name in the body column, they bodied him, uh
If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Oh, probably die)
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Probably die)
Ride or die as a young nigga (Ayy)
I'ma be a legend when I go
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Hey)
'Cause all of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga (We sippin' codeine)
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, hey)
I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm living for my daughter
Ooh, ooh
'Cause my baby need a father
Ooh, ooh
Don't wanna die young, young nigga, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You got my back, I'm rollin' with you
Ooh, ooh
Holding me down 'cause it's what we do, do, oh
(Probably die young)
If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Die-ie-ie-ie-ie)
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Ride or die as a young nigga (Ride or die as a young nigga)
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Ayy)
Ride or die as a young nigga
I'ma be a legend when I go
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie (Die-ie-ie-ie-ie)
All of my niggas they came with the choppers (Oh)
Ride or die as a young nigga
Codeine all up in the pineapple Fanta (Ooh)
Ride or die as a young nigga (Oh, oh, ooh)
I'm probably dead (Buck, buck, buck)
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothin'
If there's somethin' on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk gettin' high
" 100 Bottles "
We in the motherfuckin' buildin'
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a—
Oh my God, waiter, we packed up in this bitch
And I'm feelin' hater vapors, yeah, it's hot up in this bitch
But, but you won't ever phase me and I know why you hate me
'Cause my fuckin' cleanin' lady look hotter than your bitch
And you know I'm 'bout to spend a hunnid racks up on this bar, bar
You don't wanna drink, you wanna be nosy, Mrs. Aardvark
And I know that you not used to rejection
But if you don't get naked, get the fuck up out my section
I'ma need a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a—
All up in that V.I.P., that shit look like a cloud
Guess Aladdin got 200 Jasmines comin' to the house
And we bangin' on that magic carpet, fuckin' on the couch
All that fettuccine, say she saw a genie, that's that loud
They say silence is golden, so my chain don't make a sound
But these bottles I'm holdin', I'ma give them to the crowd
Oh, that must be that shit they talkin' 'bout
Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud?
I need a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a—
I see you standing in the back, babe
Let me help you out with that, babe
You looking badder than a bitch
The baddest in your clique, see you picking up your slack, babe
So let me take you back to my place
We so drunk, so high, babe
We can do this over and over, I ain't got no hangover
You can tell by the look on my face, I need a—
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want? Hey)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Hey)
I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo! Yeah)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah! Yeah)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a—
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Uh!
Haha
" Feelings Don't Lie "
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Caught you poppin' tags on Rodeo, almost fell in love
Wasn't quick to catch no feelings, she was one-and-done
We just smoke, fuck and drink, just to sum it up
You was only down for yourself, now what's what's up with us?
She a one-of-one, love to run it up
She be tearin' up the city, shawty fun as fuck
Can't put a price on what we have, I'm 'bout to run it up
Really got me in my bag, I had to double up
You know I don't mind, the pleasure's all mine
Shawty, don't hide what you keeping inside
My feelings don't lie
My feelings don't lie
Tropical, your body change the weather
Caribbean terrain'll get you wetter
I love to watch you whine on me, bae
Can get it any time, any day (Yeah)
You be tryna turn us on and off
Why I gotta crawl before I walk? Baby
You need space, that's way too easy
Don't slow down, girl, you know you're my speed
That nigga had you up then got way too greedy
Way too needy, now you're stingy with your love
You was only down for yourself, now what's what's up with us?
She a one-of-one, love to run it up
She be tearin' up the city, shawty fun as fuck (Yeah)
Can't put a price on what we have, I'm 'bout to run it up (Run it up)
Really got me in my bag, I had to double up
You know I don't mind (Don't mind), the pleasure's all mine (All mine)
Shawty, don't hide (Don't hide) what you keeping inside
My feelings don't lie (Don't lie)
My feelings don't lie
Tropical, your body change the weather
Caribbean terrain'll get you wetter
I love to watch you whine on me, bae
Can get it any time, any day (Woah, yeah)
Tropical, your body change the weather
Caribbean terrain'll get you wetter
I love to watch you whine on me, bae
Can get it any time, any day
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh