Lust
Syndicate, Syndicate
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
What is love without trust
It's the same reason that your ex call you a slut
The reason why your homegirl got that big fake butt
Lust built your relationship, now you scarred as fuck
I shot my shot, I thought I'd miss
But I ain't trip
You sucked me up, up in the whip
Then invited me up for dinner
Born sinner
Turns out it was still your ex's turn to shoot
Boxed him out and broke your headboard on the rebound
Go figure (SHEESH!)
Hell of a way to find out I'm my side chick's side nigga
No shave November bro this shit is getting hairy
Been stuck in here since Halloween bro this shit is getting scary
I'm trying not to catch a case like my name was R Kelly
Trapped in the closet, I just found out that this bitch is married
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me where you're coming from
We lusting for a nut, or we lusting for some trust?
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
She pulled up one day to apologize
Ass had me memorized
Head got me hypnotized, she spread them thighs
I'm incentivized to let her ride
Roll her eyes, my dick she gobble up
The cum she swallow up
Round 2, face down
Top down
And that fat ass bottom up
Now wobble up, she curl my toes
This wasn't smart
My heart and my dick froze, I heard the garage going up
OH SHIT
That's the way she found out She was my side chick
No shave November dog this shit is getting hairy
I know it ain't Halloween but bro this shit is getting scary
I got her trapped in the closet like her name was R Kelly
She said that's a hell of a way to find that I am married
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me where you're coming from
Sell me something real (We lusting for a nut)
Got me out here looking dumb (or we lusting for some trust)
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
What is love without trust
It's the same reason that your ex call you a slut
The reason why your homegirl got that big fake butt
Lust built your relationship, now you scarred as fuck
I shot my shot, I thought I'd miss
But I ain't trip
You sucked me up, up in the whip
Then invited me up for dinner
Born sinner
Turns out it was still your ex's turn to shoot
Boxed him out and broke your headboard on the rebound
Go figure (SHEESH!)
Hell of a way to find out I'm my side chick's side nigga
No shave November bro this shit is getting hairy
Been stuck in here since Halloween bro this shit is getting scary
I'm trying not to catch a case like my name was R Kelly
Trapped in the closet, I just found out that this bitch is married
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me where you're coming from
We lusting for a nut, or we lusting for some trust?
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
She pulled up one day to apologize
Ass had me memorized
Head got me hypnotized, she spread them thighs
I'm incentivized to let her ride
Roll her eyes, my dick she gobble up
The cum she swallow up
Round 2, face down
Top down
And that fat ass bottom up
Now wobble up, she curl my toes
This wasn't smart
My heart and my dick froze, I heard the garage going up
OH SHIT
That's the way she found out She was my side chick
No shave November dog this shit is getting hairy
I know it ain't Halloween but bro this shit is getting scary
I got her trapped in the closet like her name was R Kelly
She said that's a hell of a way to find that I am married
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me where you're coming from
Sell me something real (We lusting for a nut)
Got me out here looking dumb (or we lusting for some trust)
Do you love me
Put no one else above me
Roll with me in the Rolls Royce or if a nigga bummy
If I hop out the car and peel his cap
Will you hide the tommy?
Whenever we fucking
You always tell me
That you want daddy's nut
And I'm bout to bust
Pull it out
Turn my faucet on
Drink up by the cup
But uh
Can I ask you something
Whenever we fucking
Is it just nut?
Is it love or lust?
Can I trust?
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Writer(s): Austin Wilson
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