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Steady be calling my phone
Never be leaving me lone
(Yeah yeah)
She be creeping on the low
Watching me leaving the stoe
I don't know what to do anymore
She take my dick like an enema
Ever got blown in a cinema?

She tell me dont stop, don't stop
Burning though caution signs
Offa the wine
Now she getting aggressive
Feeling possessive
Telling me that she be stressing
Wanting me be her man
But she a runner like sprinter vans
Yeah she came loaded with double Cans
And she know thats my kyrponite
But Giving her pipe till the late night
Got her wet and that's Fiji
Dropping the top
Show the cleavage
Gotta keep a towel in my whip
Leaky faucet with the drip
Drop ~ niggas try to flip they flop
Shout out to Gale, fingers to Yale
Fuck it I guess Ima yell YUH YUH

Steady be calling my phone
Never be leaving me lone
(Yeah Yeah)
She be creeping on the low
Watching me leaving the stoe
I don't know what to do anymore
She take my dick like an enema
Ever got blown in a cinema?



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Writer(s): Lalen Mccall
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