Bacardi
Let her know
Ahh yeah Ahh yeah
Ahh yeah Ahh yeah
Hey, yeah clan work
Yeah, Omega
Yeah look, Becky got nothing on
Halle Nina Simone
You looking like a star
Melanin in ya tone
They try to catch our vibe
Hoping to feel alive
I think you in my tribe
I can see it in your eyes
Spirit so big I can see it in the sky
When she walk it's water I can see it in her thighs
From my perception
I know you miss affection
These niggas ain't effective
They just give dick and Netflix
Flex on the gram finessing
But really they be bluffing
Trying to get all your somethings
While they give you nothing
You're in the mood for cuffing, So let me cuff you
Cause I can show you what it's like to be honored
Hol' on it's about damn time
Hol' on real woman on me line alert
I know I know I know it
Your real heart takes time to show it
You're like 5 o'clock on a Friday
You're like a Ferrari on the Highway yeah
No ice in my cup if I sip you
Cause I swear that you're like good Bacardi
I'm just tryna get my glass right, yeah
So I can hold you in a vast light, yeah
Make a toast for a Queen
Cause you deserve only a King yeah
You're just too good to be true, oh yeah
Can't take my eyes off of you, oh yeah
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
And I thank God you're alive
Sitting right here by my side
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes yeah, eyes yeah
Every second I can't take my eyes off ya
I'm really fucking with ya mind and thighs on ya
No relation, ass as big as the bass
I really wanna smoke is the look I see in her face
Hol' up roll up you know we get high
My squad is God you know we been fly
She said that's cool but never get it confused
Cause I brought my own weed and I came to smoke it with you
I'm like
Hol' on it's about damn time
Hol' on real woman on me line alert
I know I know I know it
Your real heart takes time to show it
You're like 5 o'clock on a Friday
You're like a Ferrari on the Highway yeah
No ice in my cup if I sip you
Cause I swear that you're like good Bacardi
I'm just tryna get my glass right, yeah
So I can hold you in a vast light, yeah
Make a toast for a Queen
Ahh yeah Ahh yeah
Ahh yeah Ahh yeah
Hey, yeah clan work
Yeah, Omega
Yeah look, Becky got nothing on
Halle Nina Simone
You looking like a star
Melanin in ya tone
They try to catch our vibe
Hoping to feel alive
I think you in my tribe
I can see it in your eyes
Spirit so big I can see it in the sky
When she walk it's water I can see it in her thighs
From my perception
I know you miss affection
These niggas ain't effective
They just give dick and Netflix
Flex on the gram finessing
But really they be bluffing
Trying to get all your somethings
While they give you nothing
You're in the mood for cuffing, So let me cuff you
Cause I can show you what it's like to be honored
Hol' on it's about damn time
Hol' on real woman on me line alert
I know I know I know it
Your real heart takes time to show it
You're like 5 o'clock on a Friday
You're like a Ferrari on the Highway yeah
No ice in my cup if I sip you
Cause I swear that you're like good Bacardi
I'm just tryna get my glass right, yeah
So I can hold you in a vast light, yeah
Make a toast for a Queen
Cause you deserve only a King yeah
You're just too good to be true, oh yeah
Can't take my eyes off of you, oh yeah
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
And I thank God you're alive
Sitting right here by my side
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes yeah, eyes yeah
Every second I can't take my eyes off ya
I'm really fucking with ya mind and thighs on ya
No relation, ass as big as the bass
I really wanna smoke is the look I see in her face
Hol' up roll up you know we get high
My squad is God you know we been fly
She said that's cool but never get it confused
Cause I brought my own weed and I came to smoke it with you
I'm like
Hol' on it's about damn time
Hol' on real woman on me line alert
I know I know I know it
Your real heart takes time to show it
You're like 5 o'clock on a Friday
You're like a Ferrari on the Highway yeah
No ice in my cup if I sip you
Cause I swear that you're like good Bacardi
I'm just tryna get my glass right, yeah
So I can hold you in a vast light, yeah
Make a toast for a Queen
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Writer(s): Nathaniel Steward
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