Whole Lotta Lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta, whole lotta
Mustard on the beat, hoe
Aye mama, don't need your shit
I don't need no lip, just a whole lotta lovin' (Yeah)
Niggas always tryna hate
But when I'm with they bitch, get a whole lotta lovin' (Straight up!)
Finally I can move how I want
And I need, pick a time and I'm zoning
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
When I wake in the morning
For a whole lotta lovin'
For a whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
God damn it I'm fucked up
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Wait, baby it's 'bout to go down (Yeah!)
Order another round (Yeah!)
Don't get nervous now
Turn them one's around (It's lit!)
Shining up that whip
Bad bitch on my dick (Straight up!)
Time ain't going nowhere
Long as you right here (Woo!)
Pour my lean and juice
Braid my hair like Snoop (Yeah!)
Glidin' in my coupe
Ain't no bitch like you
Riders with me too
Die and live by you
Die and live by you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Finally I can move how I want
And I need, pick a time and I'm zoning
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
When I wake in the morning
For a whole lotta lovin'
For a whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
God damn it I'm fucked up
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Now it's time to take it home
Do at least a hundred, baby
Driving in your new Mercedes
That your daddy loaned us
Now it's time to take it home
Do at least a hundred, baby
Driving in your new Mercedes
That your daddy loaned us
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Finally I can move how I wanted
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
When I wake in the morning
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down
Whole lotta, whole lotta
Mustard on the beat, hoe
Aye mama, don't need your shit
I don't need no lip, just a whole lotta lovin' (Yeah)
Niggas always tryna hate
But when I'm with they bitch, get a whole lotta lovin' (Straight up!)
Finally I can move how I want
And I need, pick a time and I'm zoning
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
When I wake in the morning
For a whole lotta lovin'
For a whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
God damn it I'm fucked up
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Wait, baby it's 'bout to go down (Yeah!)
Order another round (Yeah!)
Don't get nervous now
Turn them one's around (It's lit!)
Shining up that whip
Bad bitch on my dick (Straight up!)
Time ain't going nowhere
Long as you right here (Woo!)
Pour my lean and juice
Braid my hair like Snoop (Yeah!)
Glidin' in my coupe
Ain't no bitch like you
Riders with me too
Die and live by you
Die and live by you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Finally I can move how I want
And I need, pick a time and I'm zoning
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
When I wake in the morning
For a whole lotta lovin'
For a whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta lovin'
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
God damn it I'm fucked up
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
(God damn it I'm fucked up)
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Now it's time to take it home
Do at least a hundred, baby
Driving in your new Mercedes
That your daddy loaned us
Now it's time to take it home
Do at least a hundred, baby
Driving in your new Mercedes
That your daddy loaned us
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Finally I can move how I wanted
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
You got me, I got you and that's all that I need
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
When I wake in the morning
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Valentino Audino, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, E. L. Linnear, Julian Gramma, Rodney Kay Jackson, Khaled Rohaim, Ce Ce Peniston, Jacques Webster, Felipe Trio Delgado, Jean Baptist
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