Steak & Lobster
We could make love on the sheets
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
And you can catch me outside
Driving with the top down
He tried to front we bacc to bacc
To spinnin bloccs now
And i heard you upped it
On them rates
We finna chop it down
I told em RIP Balla
It aint no stopping now
Uhh fresh cut with all
This jewelry on me
Prolly why these baddies
Always choosin on me
I dont gtta pay the bill
Lil mami wanna do it for me
And this boutta wake em up
I heard they snoozing on me
You could catch me on the blocc
Wit the top down
Said she wanna drive baby not now
We switched the whip
And did the dash on the dash on em
Tight spaces switching lanes
Thought we crashed on em
We could make love on the sheets
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
And if i macc the v
Then imma get a new one
A nigga never stucc
And thats why she choosing
And if you step inside my crib
Tell me why your shoes on
Baby want me in her ribs
Fold her up like futons
Lil baddie from my dreams
You might have my newborn
But nothing on top my green
Unless it crutons
Well you so pretty that
I might have to fly you out
Ill build you castles on the beach
Girl what you crying bout
Well you so pretty that
I might have to fly you out
Ill build you castles on the beach
Girl what you crying bout
Well you so pretty
You might have my newborn
Just incase the lifeguards come
Baby keep ya shoes on
We could make love on the sheets
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
And you can catch me outside
Driving with the top down
He tried to front we bacc to bacc
To spinnin bloccs now
And i heard you upped it
On them rates
We finna chop it down
I told em RIP Balla
It aint no stopping now
Uhh fresh cut with all
This jewelry on me
Prolly why these baddies
Always choosin on me
I dont gtta pay the bill
Lil mami wanna do it for me
And this boutta wake em up
I heard they snoozing on me
You could catch me on the blocc
Wit the top down
Said she wanna drive baby not now
We switched the whip
And did the dash on the dash on em
Tight spaces switching lanes
Thought we crashed on em
We could make love on the sheets
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
And if i macc the v
Then imma get a new one
A nigga never stucc
And thats why she choosing
And if you step inside my crib
Tell me why your shoes on
Baby want me in her ribs
Fold her up like futons
Lil baddie from my dreams
You might have my newborn
But nothing on top my green
Unless it crutons
Well you so pretty that
I might have to fly you out
Ill build you castles on the beach
Girl what you crying bout
Well you so pretty that
I might have to fly you out
Ill build you castles on the beach
Girl what you crying bout
Well you so pretty
You might have my newborn
Just incase the lifeguards come
Baby keep ya shoes on
We could make love on the sheets
Then end up on the beach
I heard you like
Steak and Lobster Curry season
Ya mon naffi locc you up
He just be feening
We finna do the race
If you in my v we speeding
Picture on the plates
If it aint past ten or weekends
Nigga turn the corner
So smooth Ain't even leaning
Then i buss a U'y Seen a baddie
With like tree friends
Shit i thought i hit her with the V
Her sneakers bleeding
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Writer(s): Michael Fraser Jr
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