Love Cycle (with Summer Walker)

Oh-oh, uh
Oh-oh, oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah, ayy, ayy

You got me stuck inside your love cycle, I read your love bible
We give the hood guidance, we keep the hood smilin'
That pussy so wet, I don't think that this good timin'
I'ma nut in that pussy, buy you Gucci and some red bottoms

We gon' have the bed rocking, take off them leg stockings
And you trippin' if I ain't gon' give you foreplay, get the head poppin'
She say, "You for everybody", I look at her like, "Who everybody?"
You must be everybody, last nigga fuck with your head probably
A cheater, uh, yeah

I'ma have your legs in the air like baby, I need ya, uh, yeah
Deep strokes all in your spine, can't wait 'til I see ya, uh, yeah
Divin' inside of your ocean, don't need no breathers
Put the tip in to tease ya, uh

She don't fuck with no lame nigga
She put me on game, nigga
She told me she hate niggas
She got her own bag, move from the hood
She don't fuck with a nigga 'less he make 'bout eight figures

She want rich sex, she ain't the type to be dick pressed
She just want somebody who gon' treat her
Like somebody, kinda wish nobody ain't hit yet
Fuck with a nigga like me
I'ma give her what she need, I'ma give her what she want, uh

Deep strokes all in her chest
I'ma breathe in her ear so she hear when I'm moanin'
Don't think nobody care, but I'm there whenever she callin'
And just for her
I'll swing the block, let off shots, I'm goin' all in

You got me stuck inside your love cycle, I read your love bible
We give the hood guidance, we keep the hood smilin'
That pussy so wet, I don't think that this good timin'
I'ma nut in that pussy, buy you Gucci and some red bottoms

We gon' have the bed rocking, take off them leg stockings
And you trippin' if I ain't gon' give you foreplay, get the head poppin'
She say, "You for everybody", I look at her like, "Who everybody?"
You must be everybody, last nigga fuck with your head probably
A cheater, uh, yeah

I want rich sex
I ain't the type to be dick-pressed
You don't be givin' me no stress, so I know where it's at
All you tryna see, huh (oh)
What you lookin' at me for? (me for)
All I want is LV, I want Gucci on me, yeah

All I want is your head, and your hands (hands)
Gonna help, yourself (yeah)
What you thinking 'bout me for?
Would you take me to see somethin'?
Me and my bestfriend on that G5, it's a link up

Fall in love, threesome
All for you, yeah, yeah
Been hella sure, ain't gotta choose
Got your sprung, know what to do
Got you stunned, know what to do

You got me stuck inside your love cycle (oh, oh)
I read your love bible (oh, oh)
We give the hood guidance, we keep the hood smilin'
That pussy so wet, I don't think that this good timin'
I'ma nut in that pussy buy you Gucci and some red bottoms

We gon' have the bed rocking (bed), take off them leg stockings (legs)
And you trippin' if I ain't gon' give you foreplay, get the head poppin'
She say, "You for everybody" I look at her like, "Who everybody?" (yeah, yeah)
You must be everybody, last nigga fuck with your head probably
A cheater, uh, yeah

I'ma have your legs in the air like baby, I need ya, uh, yeah
Deep strokes all in your spine, can't wait 'til I see ya, uh, yeah
Divin' inside of your ocean, don't need no breathers
Put the tip in to tease ya



Credits
Writer(s): Summer Marjani Walker, Naujour Lazier Grainger, Campbell Kyle Rolston Clemmer, Anthony Phillips
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