Leather Weather

I don't know what you
Been doing
But I'm pursuing you
I don't think I know if it's you
Or it's me

But this is leather weather
Dark rooms make up make it better and in the end imma have to tell her
That this make up sex gone get her wetter
Than the ice up on my neck it's like they fruity pebbles
And she know I love this shit I wrote a love letter
To that chick cause I'm in love and I can not settle
Everyday man I'm wanting better but not in any weather
And I don't think she see what I'm telling her

She think that I'm a dog and I need a home
Truth is that I am all alone
She think a dog only want a bone you know that's how I wrote this ducking song
No Luther and we turned this house into a fucking home
I'm Vandrossing like I'm Marvin can we get it on
In the back of this old benz can I take you home
Introduced me to your friends it didn't take me long
To intercept the quarterback and then the end zone
Got my quarter back
A dime and I did wrong
My momma say that I been tripping cause I'm dead wrong
I got my baby watching me I cant stay long
It hurt my heart just when I leave and think of our song
Time is steady passing me or am I moving on
Or am I still doing shit that I can't say alone
But this a dark room dark tunes sing my song

It's a dark room and these girls think I'm auto tuned
Auto tune
Dark room
Metro boomin make it boom
Cinderella and I found her shoe
Feeling like we in the same room
Feeling like we on a different tune
In a car and it go zoom
I got the hell cat 392 make it move
Shake a leg or break it down yes I make moves
Take a lot to flip a bag I can't fake move

But this a dark room
Dark tunes, I'm leaving soon
Them my brothers, play the jazz play the blue clues
Them my brothers, they gone spazz and just let loose
Like spaghetti cut the cheese mix the ragu
I went to Freddie T and that's for the soul food
I rocked out like it's Billie Jean in a drop coupe
Kid is not my son nigga MJ who
But I'm backing all the love that I gave you
Ain't backing down from a nigga who can't save you
And if it end we gone bang too
I pour up Kirko ain't no Bangs got the dranks too
I pour up Kirko ain't no Bangs got the dranks too

Tryna describe her was so hard for me
I swear she was a part of me
And when she was apart from me
I just want to depart from this
We took a trip off ecstasy
I'm horny when she next to me
I'm thinking of her just sexing me
And how she undress for me.
I think it was the sex for me.

I don't know what you
Been doing
But I'm pursuing you

I cut the beat off nigga fuck off my feet
I put the lights up on a hoe just to see if she sweet
I call her candy rain and she as sweet as can be
I pull up and tre five now they calling kd
I'm wanted dead alive and I think we all agree
That if I'm gone out this world ain't much to see



Credits
Writer(s): Montell Walton
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