Roll the Dice (One-Eyed Kitty)

Shake em up
Shake em up
Shake em
Shake em up
Hey
Hey
Shake em up
Shake em up
Shake em
Shake em up
Shake em up
Shake em up
Shake em

Lil baby wanna be the one
I come home to at night
Forgot the magnums
Guess I gotta roll the dice, woah
I still ain't get the chance
To give that thang a try
That one-eyed kitty
Really putting up a fight

She back in the gym again
So she done got a little thick
Stretch marks on her hips
But ain't got no bad ass kids
But she got gifts like St. Nick
Her mother come from St. Kitts
He daddy from Carolina
And she deserve to wear designer
Scrolling through her instagram
I see things that excite me
Wonder how she taste
I figure just like Cherry Icee
I'm cuffing, don't indict me
But I need nookie nightly
Remind me of the old school
Like durags in my white tee, ooo
Don't gotta question her taste, mm
Cause I'm gonna taste it regardless, mm
Peeling the panties like produce
To dip in the water
Stroking for real
It started off
With Netflix and Chill
But let's keep it real
Tension we feel
We need to build
It's moving slow
Like popping the seal, yeah

Alias Terry-Too-Smooth
Think I'm running G
When you talk to me
I like your heals
So come walk to me
I no longer live cautiously
I'm the one that's gone send a message
Like hit my phone when you leave the bar
You the one that's gone send a text
Like door's open
No need to call
2 in the morning
No need to stall
You know why I'm here
Like I'm Marshawn
Make magic on Mars
Like a martian
I'm putting in work
More than part time
It pay off right
We lay up
I can be around
When you roll your blunts
You act right
And don't give no fuss
I can be around
Till the sun comes up
Let's get it

Lil baby wanna be the one
I come home to at night
Forgot the magnums
Guess I gotta roll the dice, woah
I still ain't get the chance
To give that thang a try
That one-eyed kitty
Really putting up a fight

First she drank her
Some Bacardi
Now she touching
On my body
Got her bussin'
I'm the target
Hit the button
Get it started
Now I'm rushing
Down Slauson
With this dancer
In my passenger
Can't wait to be having her
That body smell like lavender, ooo
You ain't no thotty, baby
We was just vibing, baby
If your friends call you crazy
You can just say we dating
I wanna rock right now
You stand out the crowd
Me and you can take the town
Girl I like your style
Fashion came from Italy
Accent from the south
Cash that check and count
That might make her smile
She wanna dance on me
Tryna make me stay
So I'm on rock right now
She wanna lock me down

Lil baby wanna be the one
I come home to at night
Forgot the magnums
Guess I gotta roll the dice, woah
I still ain't get the chance
To give that thang a try
That one-eyed kitty
Really putting up a fight

Really putting up a
Really putting up a fight



Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Copeland
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