China
Yeah
I think my mama 'gon like this shit
Uh
Ay, uh
I know a lot of girls be
Thinking my songs are about them
But this is not to get confused
This one's for you
You always call and say he stress you out
Well come here baby, let me stretch you out
Head all on my shoulders, you let it out
And we was from way back when you had a thing for clowns
Now you grew up and you got a thing for purse now
Damn
But that's okay
I'll just wait until he ain't around
Lunch at STK so TMZ can come and stake you out
Throwing up them M's so I throw M's inside your bank account
Was there when I was down so hold it down cause I'm gon make it out
You always on my mind
I think about you on the day to day
Fuck you till the morning
And my chest is where your head would lay
Your friends are super jealous
Give a fuck bout what them haters say
Got hurt by that lame
Come fuck with Jay to take the pain away
Rich young nigga, got the bag so I'm splurging
Insecure about that body, throw some racks towards your surgeon
Spent like 20 on your wrist, another dub to buy you birkins
Fly you out the country cause you worth it
You got me thinking marriage
So keep on doing what you do, no need for practice
You flex on bitches cause you know that you ain't average
And I don't gotta tell you you the baddest
But you the baddest
I fuck you with a passion
And girl I'm all up on your body like a savage
Said you a star, got paparazzi always flashing
Let's leave the hood and just take a flight to Paris
A flight to Paris, yeah
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Yeah, I'm in love with your vibe
I ain't tryna waste your time, no
Tell me what I gotta do to make mine
With all these women walking past
Still nobody caught my eye
Till I saw your girls
I was mobbing with my guys
Let me take you skies, Private trips straight to Dubai
All them bitches super jealous that you fucking with Mehki
Tell me is you down to ride
Ain't got time for switching sides
Caught me by surprise
I ain't know I was your type
So baby can you fall thru
Girl, I got a check, let's hit a mall or two
Ex man crazy, he was frauding boo
I just wanna tell you I'm the boy for you
Yeah, I'm the boy for you
So if you love me
Like I love you
Pull your panties to the side
Let me touch you
I just wanna flaunt you
Put no one above you
I ain't talking bullshit
Baby girl, I want you
You got me thinking marriage
So keep on doing what you do, no need for practice
You flex on bitches cause you know that you ain't average
And I don't gotta tell you you the baddest
But you the baddest
I fuck you with a passion
And girl I'm all up on your body like a savage
Said you a star, got paparazzi always flashing
Let's leave the hood and just take a flight to Paris
A flight to Paris, yeah
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Type of shit Imma talk my fly shit
You Feel me
I just take this time out to
Appreciate those that need to be appreciated, you feel me
Like my, Like my
Like my baby, uh, I tell her
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
I think my mama 'gon like this shit
Uh
Ay, uh
I know a lot of girls be
Thinking my songs are about them
But this is not to get confused
This one's for you
You always call and say he stress you out
Well come here baby, let me stretch you out
Head all on my shoulders, you let it out
And we was from way back when you had a thing for clowns
Now you grew up and you got a thing for purse now
Damn
But that's okay
I'll just wait until he ain't around
Lunch at STK so TMZ can come and stake you out
Throwing up them M's so I throw M's inside your bank account
Was there when I was down so hold it down cause I'm gon make it out
You always on my mind
I think about you on the day to day
Fuck you till the morning
And my chest is where your head would lay
Your friends are super jealous
Give a fuck bout what them haters say
Got hurt by that lame
Come fuck with Jay to take the pain away
Rich young nigga, got the bag so I'm splurging
Insecure about that body, throw some racks towards your surgeon
Spent like 20 on your wrist, another dub to buy you birkins
Fly you out the country cause you worth it
You got me thinking marriage
So keep on doing what you do, no need for practice
You flex on bitches cause you know that you ain't average
And I don't gotta tell you you the baddest
But you the baddest
I fuck you with a passion
And girl I'm all up on your body like a savage
Said you a star, got paparazzi always flashing
Let's leave the hood and just take a flight to Paris
A flight to Paris, yeah
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Yeah, I'm in love with your vibe
I ain't tryna waste your time, no
Tell me what I gotta do to make mine
With all these women walking past
Still nobody caught my eye
Till I saw your girls
I was mobbing with my guys
Let me take you skies, Private trips straight to Dubai
All them bitches super jealous that you fucking with Mehki
Tell me is you down to ride
Ain't got time for switching sides
Caught me by surprise
I ain't know I was your type
So baby can you fall thru
Girl, I got a check, let's hit a mall or two
Ex man crazy, he was frauding boo
I just wanna tell you I'm the boy for you
Yeah, I'm the boy for you
So if you love me
Like I love you
Pull your panties to the side
Let me touch you
I just wanna flaunt you
Put no one above you
I ain't talking bullshit
Baby girl, I want you
You got me thinking marriage
So keep on doing what you do, no need for practice
You flex on bitches cause you know that you ain't average
And I don't gotta tell you you the baddest
But you the baddest
I fuck you with a passion
And girl I'm all up on your body like a savage
Said you a star, got paparazzi always flashing
Let's leave the hood and just take a flight to Paris
A flight to Paris, yeah
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Type of shit Imma talk my fly shit
You Feel me
I just take this time out to
Appreciate those that need to be appreciated, you feel me
Like my, Like my
Like my baby, uh, I tell her
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Cause nobody ever made me feel this way
Pussy so good, put that shit in my face
Always on my mind like every damn day
Like my best friend, baby I just wanna taste
Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Parker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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