Upside

Call me on the phone
I could never leave you lone
I'm a dog you got that bone
Never wanna leave you home alone

I just wanna show you
Alll the thangs you
Missin in life
Ima do you right yi yi aye

Upside
Yea you got that upside you risin
Yea
Yea you got that upside
You got my temperature risin
Yea yea yea yea

Everything was perfect timing with you
I wanna be grinding with you
Call me on the line
You know I'm coming through
When I'm out, all I really think about is you
When we out you can tell me what you wanna do
Wanna go shoppin, givin you all the options
Put it in the bag, everything we is coppin
What her in the bag its lookin belenciagin

I love when she givin good noggin
She love ice cream I take her to baskin robbins

Pretty lips
That pussy I love massagin
At her house layin back I been lodging
She so real
I had to ditch my friends
All we do is plot now we makin these ends
All I know that she is Bonnie I'm clyde
I get possessed when I look in those eyes

Upside
Yea you got that upside you risin yea
Yea you got that upside
You got my Temperature risin
Yea yea yea yea
Upside
Yea you got that upside you risin yea
Yea you got that upside
You got my temperature risin
Yea yea yea yea



Credits
Writer(s): Royal Riley
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