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" Sex You Up "
Just wanna taste the kiss
And you the girl that's got my heart in this
And it's no way you can get away with it
You need to come sit down, listen to what I gotta say
I need one more fantasy
All I see is you've been dreamin'
Girl, you making sweet love to me
And I can't help that I'm impatient, girl
Baby, I'm right where I wanna be
Girl, we ain't never finished
I'm tryna make love for eternity
So baby, just sit me where you want me
Please fuck me forever
In the sheets, baby, pillow fight
We gon' do it all night
I'ma make you cry a little bit
Girl, I know that you're a freak
I'ma make you ride, hop on me (Hop on me)
Follow me, little lady, right to the fuckin' bedroom
Body rubbing all on me
When we in the bedroom
The way you do that, girl, you remind me of something
Let me sex you up, when we in the bedroom, sex you up
And girl, I only wanna love you, baby
So write your name on the dotted line
Girl if you shy, you don't have to be ashamed
Baby, I won't yell until you yell
Just lay your head down
I'ma put this love on you
I'ma show you just what you want me to
I'm not going nowhere, not going nowhere
Baby, I'm right where I wanna be
Girl, we ain't never finished
I'm tryna make love for eternity
So baby, just sit me where you want me
Please fuck me forever
In the sheets, baby, pillow fight
We can do it all night
I'ma make you cry a little bit
Girl, I know that you're a freak
I'ma make you ride, hop on me (Hop on me)
Follow me, little lady, right to the fuckin' bedroom (Follow me, follow me)
Body rubbing all on me
When we in the bedroom (When we in the bedroom)
The way you do that, girl, you remind me of something
Let me sex you up, when we in the bedroom, sex you up
Girl, I'm sitting here, waiting alone for you
And you got what I need
Girl, I'ma take it slow, take it nice and slow
Come on baby
Your dreams will come true for the night
And we're on this magic mountain
I hope you're ready to climb
I'ma make you cry a little bit
Girl, I know that you're a freak
I'ma make you ride, hop on me (Hop on me)
Follow me, little lady, right to the fuckin' bedroom
Body rubbing all on me
When we in the bedroom
The way you do that, girl, you remind me of something
Let me sex you up, when we in the bedroom, sex you up
" Say You Love Me "
(This beat from Murda)
Yeah (OG Parker)
Say you love me
Said it twice (Yeah)
Say you my bitch
You can call my shots (Yeah)
She roll my kush
Let me come ride (Yeah)
Say put that Tech (Yeah)
Right by the ice (Yeah)
She keep it wet, nigga (Yeah)
She pass my test, nigga (Yeah)
I count my check (Yeah)
I count it irrationally
Rock Louis ties (Yeah)
'Cause I got court this week (Yeah)
Look in my eyes (Yeah)
I count my bread and leave
Yeah, yeah
Slime, ayy, slime, ayy (Slatt, ayy)
Slatt, ayy, slatt, ayy
Young Spider, Young SEX (Come on, woo, bitch)
Spider, make that boy die
Ayy, seven hundred shots (Yeah)
My VV, my ice (Whoa)
My carats are rotten
I'm tryna get in them thighs (Whoa)
I'm tryna get in them thighs (Hey)
Look at her stare at the coupe when I'm droppin' the top for the sky
I hit your lil' bitty bitch, got her runnin' around disguised
I got a coupe, cost a million, I bungie that bitch when I ride (Skrrt, skrrt)
Total the coupe, whoa, that's my boo, whoa
Never been spooked, whoa, bitch, you the swoop, whoa
I told the bitch I could never say sorry for fuckin' the crew, whoa
Heard you lil' niggas done run out of loop and you're not in the loop, whoa
Say you love me
Said it twice (Yeah)
Say you my bitch
You can call my shots, yeah
She roll my kush
Let me come ride it, yeah
Say put that Tech (Yeah)
Right by the ice (Yeah)
She keep it wet, nigga (Yeah)
She pass my test, nigga (Yeah)
I count my check (Yeah)
I count it irrationally
Rock Louis ties (Yeah)
'Cause I got court this week
Look in my eyes (Yeah)
I count my bread and leave
Yeah, yeah
Do it with no hands (Yeah, yeah)
Put it all in my face (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't throwin' no salt, baby
Girl, I'm gon' give it to you nice and easy
Let me, let me taste you
Give me your lips
I wanna play, yeah
She get to rollin' her body
She 'bout to get a nigga started
She got it soakin', she sloppy
But I love it
She buck naked
She shake it for daddy, pussy amazin'
We makin' love, got you fuckin' and cussin'
Say you my bitch (Say it, slime, ayy, slime, ayy, slatt, ayy)
Say you my bitch (Slatt, ayy, slatt, ayy, Young Spider, Young SEX)
Say you love me
Said it twice (Yeah)
Say you my bitch
You can call my shots, yeah
She roll my kush
Let me come ride it, yeah
Say put that Tech (Yeah)
Right by the ice (Yeah)
She keep it wet, nigga (Yeah)
She pass my test, nigga (Yeah)
I count my check (Yeah)
I count it irrationally
Rock Louis ties (Yeah)
'Cause I got court this week (Yeah)
Look in my eyes (Yeah)
I count my bread and leave
Yeah, yeah
" Gave You Love "
This here is expensive linen
Table wear with the Versace in it
I'm in able care but I'm barely livin'
Oh, yeah, I'm a millionaire so excuse the stares
I'm gettin' high
Let's play a game of truth
Maybe it's something that I can't handle
When's the last time that the shit hit the roof?
And I was the only one takin' the blame for it?
I guess it's my fault 'cause I shoulda knew
You not the queen to my throne, how the fuck you ride in my coupe?
I keep sayin' I'm grown, but it takes two
I guess I'll read it in the mornin' on that front page news
That bullshit
Oh, hold on
W-Wait a minute
I told you I was a simple man
But you lost one
That pushed the limit
You might never get it back again, oh, whoa
Girl, before you came along
I was comfortable with just doing my thing
I had a million girls before
You walked through the door, look how you made me change
I did all of this for you
You were never true
Girl, you know you shady
I never thought I'd see the day
Give my heart away
Now I'm getting faded
I gave you love, you gave me nothing
What more you want?
At first you wanted me to leave
Now you don't
Sick of the back and forth
I guess I'm about to blow up
Girl, you ain't listening
Shut up with all that bitching
It's all in your mind, so
Get your mind right
Oh
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Get it right
Uh, get your mind right
Oh, whoa
What? Yeah, get your mind right
It's lonesome when I'm not in it
But we'll never be the same again
Now the love's gone and you can feel it
Guess I just don't know how to pretend
Oh, whoa
Girl, before you came along
I was comfortable with just doing my thing
I had a million girls before
You walked through the door, look how you made me change
I did all of this for you
You were never true
Girl, you know you shady
I never thought I'd see the day
Give my heart away
Now I'm getting faded
I gave you love, you gave me nothing
What more you want?
At first you wanted me to leave
Now you don't
Sick of the back and forth
I guess I'm about to blow up
Girl, you ain't listening
Shut up with all that bitching
It's all in your mind, so
Get your mind right
Oh
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Get it right
Uh, get your mind right
Oh, whoa
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Get your mind right
Oh
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Get it right
Uh, get your mind right
Oh, whoa
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Oh
Uh, get your mind right
Oh, whoa
What? Yeah, get your mind right
Baby
" Him Or Me "
You the one always saying, I don't treat you right, babe
Don't wanna go out and dance like we used to
Don't wanna Netflix and chill
Girl, you never in the mood (No)
Your phone stay on vibrate
Baby, who the hell calling this late?
Every other day the story changes
If you ain't really gonna love me, baby, I can leave
'Cause I done been hurt, I'm too weak for, how you gon' be mine if he's yours? (Skrrt skrrt)
Baby, you done took a detour, it's fucking me up
Tell the truth if you can't do it, got me out here looking stupid
Tell the truth (Tell me), you gave it to him easily (What the fuck?)
I try to drink away the misery
Too drunk, too angry
Gotta come clean to figure it out
She cheated, I know it
Too drunk, too angry
Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it (Girl, you played me)
Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, him or me?
Who do you love? Him or me?
Gotta be, him-him-him, him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me?
Who do you love? She cheated
Gotta be me, oh, I know it
Better pick the right one
Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it
Him-him-him, him or me?
When you played with my heart, I heard a melody
Right now I ain't see, puzzles, tryna find the pieces
Everything you said I did, you did to me with this other guy, no
You know he don't got you like I do (He don't, he don't)
Don't refuse, this gift I got for you, deep down, girl, I know
Guess I didn't give you enough attention (No)
Guess I ain't tagged you enough and tell your business (Woo!)
Don't even lie, we been talked about children
You said you weren't ready and I'm too crazy to have kids
She said I should live in the moment
Told me, "Don't put too much on it"
Told me, "Don't put too much on it"
Your phone stay on vibrate, what the fuck? (No, no)
I try to drink away the misery
Too drunk, too angry
Gotta come clean to figure it out (Oh)
She cheated (You cheated on me), I know it
Too drunk, too angry (Too drunk)
Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it (Can't believe it, girl, you played me)
Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, is it him or me?
Who do you love? (Ooh) Him or me?
Gotta be, him-him-him, him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me? (You did)
Who do you love? She cheated
Gotta be me, oh, oh I know it
Better pick the right one
Girl, that shit fucked up I can't believe it
Him-him-him, him or me?
" Loyal "
Young Mula, baby!
Ha ha
(Let me see)
You thought it was over?
(Let me see)
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes, she be mine by halftime, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes (Let me see)
CB, fuck with me
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay with me
Eyes closed, smokin' marijuana
Rollin' up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs (Drugs)
Smoke weed, get drunk (Wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers (Let me see)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothing, no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (No, they ain't)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no, girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
Just got rich (Got rich)
Took a broke nigga's bitch (Yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches (Girl, it's you)
(Oh-oh)
When a rich nigga want you (Yeah, yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No, nothing, no-whoa)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh-oh-oh-no)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, let me see
(Ha!) Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger, so my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, "Money ain't a thing" (Ha!)
Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her)
I sent her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats like I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick (Woo)
Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no (Ha ha)
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
You done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see)
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah, woo)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothing for you)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh-whoa-oh)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (They be playin' games, yeah)
Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh)
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah-ah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Let me see