Hands on You

Aye
You can't just talk the way you usually talk to me
Can't you tell different cloth when you see it baby
You can't just hit me and not wanna let me hit
I put in that work because I need it baby
& I'm greedy with my lady but not no tweaking shit
I'm just tryna let you know how deep it is
My little chocolate thing a Hershey's kisses
I just can't wait to get my hands on you
Get my hands on you

You look so good when you pop out that shit encouragement
You really holding the top spot because you earned it
& that's perfect because I'm working
I can't fuck with you if it ain't with a purpose
I be blocking shade can't stop my shine like curtains
Watch your circle for the serpents
She said you ever double cross me it's gone cost you like a purchase
I ain't tripping on no fees cause girl you worth it
& I ain't never been in love; I just be crushing
So please don't ask about my ex it's no discussions
Cause every time we talk it just lead to us fucking
& I ain't on that type of time no more
& I ain't tryna wine & dine no hoes
You show me love I show it back like I'm suppose to
I smack that ass she threw it back like she supposed to for a real nigga
Girl is you ready for a real one
She not used to having feel something
Your last relation past 6 months ago; you still numb
But when I call you, you gone still come
When I call you, you gone still cum
Didn't even know you catching feelings
Not even tryna fuck when I'm with you we chilling
Protect your heart I might just steal it



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Writer(s): Armon Stewart
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