Want Me

I don't know why you me
I don't why you want me
I don't know why you me
I don't why you want me

I'm all that she fiend
Telfie all on her sleeve
We drankin tequila
But her lips are sweet
This about the 6th or 7th time
She got me beat
But I'm an eater
In the field with my cleats on
Rollin a wood
A King Kong
Cup got a lil D'usse
She said she gone do whatever I say
I'm like okay
I'm like oh baby
I'm like olay
We on the same page
We make magic
The earth quakes
I can feel it shaking
Standing all in it with placement
I look in yo eyes
Yo soul might be taken
Now it's off to the bacon
I have arrived
I am the statement
There ain't no faking
They sharing my pages
That's how I know that I made it
All of them nights
Been chasing greatness
All my L's
Yeah they shaped me
Now I'm up
I got the bakery
She tasting sweet
She taste like a pastry
This ice on my neck
Is straight out the Casin
She hot tamale
Her body is cajun
Throwin her ass
She look in the mirror
Throwin that ass
She aint got no filter
Love all of my girls
All till december

Why you want me
I don't why you want me
I don't know why you me
I don't why you want me
I don't know why you me



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Wilson
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