What You Want

This what we on right here (Reminiscing)
S.B (Reminiscing)
Love
Fiji Tee (Ha)

Yeah we gone fuck then we chill and kick it (Chill and kick it)
Smoke good dope talking reminiscing (Reminiscing)
I ain't like them niggas girl I'm grown
I can pick you up
Tour you across the world
What you want ay
Yeah we gone fuck then we chill and kick it
Smoke good dope talking reminiscing
I ain't like them niggas girl I'm grown
I can pick you up
Tour you across the world
What you want ay

Hey
I'll fuck you any way you want me to (Want me too)
Just lay your body on the bed I want you comfortable (Comfortable)
I go down she screaming loud like a carnival (Carnival)
Pull the strap out and give you a whole stomach full (Stomach full eh)
She said I'm nasty yeah I know I'm nasty (I know)
Then flipped her over so I can grip them ass cheeks (Ass cheeks)
Her booty twerk bouncin (Twerk)
She very crafty (Me)
A freak on me but in the streets she classy (Yeah)
That body she keep it snazzy all for daddii (Daddii)
And she take control she don't like asking (No)
Now that's the type of shit that turn me on (Turn me on)
No safety she cock them legs up like pistols drawn (Bow)
She made that ass clap gave her applause
Round three, can you last this long (Last this long)
A tap out
Yeah I like to brag (I do)
Then we go our separate ways like if we mad (Like we mad)

Yeah we gone fuck then we chill and kick it (Chill and kick it)
Smoke good dope talking reminiscing (Reminiscing)
I ain't like them niggas girl I'm grown
I can pick you up
Tour you across the world (Love)
What you want ay
Yeah we gone fuck then we chill and kick it (Yeah)
Smoke good dope talking reminiscing (Huh)
I ain't like them niggas girl I'm grown (No)
I can pick you up
Tour you across the world (Love)
What you want ay

Little baby hit my phone (Huh)
Like come through (Come through)
Pulled up like what's the problem
Said I want you (I want you)
Drop the robe to the floor like what you gone do (Tell me)
See them curves that's my word imma show you (Imma show you)
She want to Netflix and chill (Chill)
I don't stress shit I build (Huh)
Foundations that's real
Talk nasty get chills
And she take the whole thing
Little baby got skills
She love this dick
I strapped on twice
Eight inch (Huh)
Plus my gun on my hip (Bow)
We puff a stick (Love)
She strict
Plus my thumb on her clit
This shit legit
Got a bitch but she know not to trip
This shit legit
Got a bitch but she know not to trip
Yeah



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Writer(s): Shaniece Brown
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