Saint.
But would you call me the saint
God damn yeah
But would you call me a saint (yeah)
These days feeling mellow but we work that shit
But would you facetime with me
Baby don't you worry we go all the way
But my 20s feeling more than you like
I don't wanna tell you but I push
those panties to the side (to the side)
But we got beef for the night
Cause I'm the only one cooking
venomous flow that murders bass (oh god)
Yeah
If I had blackjack you're my queen
Yeah if you're ass is plastic I don't care
Yeah whatever happens tonight stays tonight
Im so high seeing lucid vibes
I be shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
For this life
Can't go back
Uh
Squeeze that orange juice on me like oh yeah (uh)
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
You're company
Make me feel so good all night
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
I've been shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work (yeah)
She blew me off like woah
Making me feel so (right)
Making feel so (oh oh)
Oh god
She put her feeling to the side (oh)
Niggas wanna be her man (oh)
If it's to late
Please give me a sing
Baby
You got
Me on
My feelings
You just
Need to
Get down
And ride it
I swear
You got
Me on
No option
Cause I
Be going
Running
No stopping
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
You're company
Make me feel so good all night
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
I've been shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Work work
But would you call me the saint
But would you facetime with me
I've be shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
But would you call me a saint (yeah)
These days feeling mellow but we work that shit
But would you facetime with me
Baby don't you worry we go all the way
But my 20s feeling more than you like
I don't wanna tell you but I push
those panties to the side (to the side)
But we got beef for the night
Cause I'm the only one cooking
venomous flow that murders bass (oh god)
God damn yeah
But would you call me a saint (yeah)
These days feeling mellow but we work that shit
But would you facetime with me
Baby don't you worry we go all the way
But my 20s feeling more than you like
I don't wanna tell you but I push
those panties to the side (to the side)
But we got beef for the night
Cause I'm the only one cooking
venomous flow that murders bass (oh god)
Yeah
If I had blackjack you're my queen
Yeah if you're ass is plastic I don't care
Yeah whatever happens tonight stays tonight
Im so high seeing lucid vibes
I be shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
For this life
Can't go back
Uh
Squeeze that orange juice on me like oh yeah (uh)
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
You're company
Make me feel so good all night
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
I've been shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work
Work
Work
Work
I said put that work (yeah)
She blew me off like woah
Making me feel so (right)
Making feel so (oh oh)
Oh god
She put her feeling to the side (oh)
Niggas wanna be her man (oh)
If it's to late
Please give me a sing
Baby
You got
Me on
My feelings
You just
Need to
Get down
And ride it
I swear
You got
Me on
No option
Cause I
Be going
Running
No stopping
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
You're company
Make me feel so good all night
Cranberry
Cause that juice is so delight
I've been shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
Work work
But would you call me the saint
But would you facetime with me
I've be shifting thru the night
Got my mama proud of me she told me I work like it's payday
But would you call me a saint (yeah)
These days feeling mellow but we work that shit
But would you facetime with me
Baby don't you worry we go all the way
But my 20s feeling more than you like
I don't wanna tell you but I push
those panties to the side (to the side)
But we got beef for the night
Cause I'm the only one cooking
venomous flow that murders bass (oh god)
Credits
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