Preference

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Tell me what you ready for
Open your preference up
You can stay the night
We can have breakfast, lunch
We do freaky things
Cause I'm grown as fuck
And when I'm rolling up, yeah
She know I be on the go
So we down to go with the flow
And them secrets she told me, I know
Plus I hate to sleep on my own
Open your preference up

Unh
Mesmerized by the motion
On her body like it's lotion
Only stripping for the big pay
She rather stay in sipping potions
Bed, bath, and beyond
That's the order for the fun
Started in the bed
Took her to the shower
Might just end up on the lawn
I might end up with a son
Cause I'm in too deep
Yeah I fuck with shorty raw
And plus she don't need me
She just want me for the freak
And it be jumping, oooweee
Her friends be asking 'who he'
She probably text me when she hear this record
It's time to get fly
Jump in the ride
And fuck with the bros
She come to the spot
Lose track of time
And ignore her phone
No I'm not her man
But we still got a plan
She fuck with the kid
Licking her lips
Keeping it grown
No need to trip, yeah

Tell me what you ready for
Open your preference up
You can stay the night
We can have breakfast, lunch
We do freaky things
Cause I'm grown as fuck
And when I'm rolling up, yeah
She know I be on the go
So we down to go with the flow
And them secrets she told me, I know
Plus I hate to sleep on my own
Open your preference up

Unh
Open your preference
She want me to settle
Repeating my lingo
She love all my records
Even my exes
When they be texting
She laugh it off
She don't feel threatened
I'm with the dogs
Pussy we petting
I hate the club
But we got a section
She walking in
It's gone get testy
Cause she look way better
Then the girls over there that be hating on her
Dudes in her ear, they waiting on her
Got the spot hot like a stove top
And if that body butter, put some bacon on it
It's me and Shhhhh on the creep
With Jersey freaks in a rental jeep
I sit it down, tell my story
Keep it G so she know it's me, Yeah
I'm 25 with baggage
But I'm a libra so I balance
And I met some souls, but like a 4 year old
Baby you might be the baddest
And she seen me getting cabbage
But never pressed me bout a carrot, no
So maybe we'll make love
Or maybe it's just fun

Tell me what you ready for
Open your preference up
You can stay the night
We can have breakfast, lunch
We do freaky things
Cause I'm grown as fuck
And when I'm rolling up, yeah
She know I be on the go
So we down to go with the flow
And them secrets she told me, I know
Plus I hate to sleep on my own
Open your preference up



Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Copeland
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