Lipsticc
I see her walking with her lipstick
Looking so fine looking like she had a ball
I see her walking with her hair done
Looking so fine looking like she got it all
Looking cute, looking nice feeling spice
It got me feeling like you want it
Run the trench, niggas know we taking flights
I put you on and you know we really touring
I got a feel for you
Fuck around and kill for you
I got to chill for you
Cause if I don't it get ill for you
Cause these niggas think I'm playing
Walking around with a big-ass dirty tool
I keep it on me like it's Tekken
I shoot it down if y'all niggas think I'm food
I see her walking with her lipstick
Looking so fine looking like she had a ball
I see her walking with her hair done
Looking so fine looking like she got it all
Look at you looking nice eyes shining in the night sky
Could I see 'em in the morning
I keep it player but at heart I'm a nice guy
I'll let you see it if you want it
I'm looking at a home we could stay at on the hills
I know how you love alone time
Could buy you all them heels and designer shit you want
Won't ever come out your pocket when you own mine
I think I got a feel for you
It's just a certain way I deal with you
I'll fuck around and kill for you
I'm just trynna make a mil' for you
There's certain shit these niggas just won't do when you call them
But that's why you don't call them
I never been the type to meet a girl and spoil her
But I'll spoil ya
It's just a certain way I deal with you
Fuck around and kill for you
I think I got a feel for you
Trynna make a mil' shorty
Shorty said 'When you coming home'
Tonight's the night and I ain't trynna sleep alone
I could hear it in her voice, she been at with the 'tron
Good head on her shoulders, correct me when I'm wrong
Send her my colognes, get 'em hooked like an i.v.
When it come to my baby-girl it ain't no probably
Rhetorical and firm as I never move sloppy
Smooth and slick with my words seen me pull a few mami's
She know if I ain't got it, best believe I get to it
Value every talk and walk, we been through it
Here we don't brag on checks, we just do it
Bulgari frames for the face, add the tents to it
By that look in her eyes, I could see that she happy
Everything a thumbs-up as if we flagging a taxi
Credit good, so we kind of live like tax-free
Never doubted me, seen I went from ashy to classy
When we spend time, I see that I'm her addiction
Every-time she down bad, I'm on call for assistance
Sick of lames, Cito be a prescription
Make it better for my princess no matter the distance
Uh
Looking so fine looking like she had a ball
I see her walking with her hair done
Looking so fine looking like she got it all
Looking cute, looking nice feeling spice
It got me feeling like you want it
Run the trench, niggas know we taking flights
I put you on and you know we really touring
I got a feel for you
Fuck around and kill for you
I got to chill for you
Cause if I don't it get ill for you
Cause these niggas think I'm playing
Walking around with a big-ass dirty tool
I keep it on me like it's Tekken
I shoot it down if y'all niggas think I'm food
I see her walking with her lipstick
Looking so fine looking like she had a ball
I see her walking with her hair done
Looking so fine looking like she got it all
Look at you looking nice eyes shining in the night sky
Could I see 'em in the morning
I keep it player but at heart I'm a nice guy
I'll let you see it if you want it
I'm looking at a home we could stay at on the hills
I know how you love alone time
Could buy you all them heels and designer shit you want
Won't ever come out your pocket when you own mine
I think I got a feel for you
It's just a certain way I deal with you
I'll fuck around and kill for you
I'm just trynna make a mil' for you
There's certain shit these niggas just won't do when you call them
But that's why you don't call them
I never been the type to meet a girl and spoil her
But I'll spoil ya
It's just a certain way I deal with you
Fuck around and kill for you
I think I got a feel for you
Trynna make a mil' shorty
Shorty said 'When you coming home'
Tonight's the night and I ain't trynna sleep alone
I could hear it in her voice, she been at with the 'tron
Good head on her shoulders, correct me when I'm wrong
Send her my colognes, get 'em hooked like an i.v.
When it come to my baby-girl it ain't no probably
Rhetorical and firm as I never move sloppy
Smooth and slick with my words seen me pull a few mami's
She know if I ain't got it, best believe I get to it
Value every talk and walk, we been through it
Here we don't brag on checks, we just do it
Bulgari frames for the face, add the tents to it
By that look in her eyes, I could see that she happy
Everything a thumbs-up as if we flagging a taxi
Credit good, so we kind of live like tax-free
Never doubted me, seen I went from ashy to classy
When we spend time, I see that I'm her addiction
Every-time she down bad, I'm on call for assistance
Sick of lames, Cito be a prescription
Make it better for my princess no matter the distance
Uh
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