Between the Streets
Ooh baby, baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
I be on the block hella low key
Windows cracked wit yo batch in the backseat
Pockets puffier than combs all on me
La Cienega getting jiggy at the Beverly
Told her she could have the world if she choose up
I ain't tryna home wreck but I would cuff
I don't mean no disrespect but he don't do much
Have you waiting by the phone, always out of touch
If you sliding with me baby money ain't a thang
Give you time, give you space
We could make it shake
Nails done, back rubs
After a long day
I don't care what they tell you, I ain't playing games
How you put yo trust in him, when you on read
How you stay faithful, when you ain't in his head
He don't ever put you first, it ain't permanent
I'm tryna take you places, that you ain't never been
Ooh baby, baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
Yes my little secret until we come clean
Show you off to the world, treat you like a queen
This is just the beginning, I am what you need
Keep the haters out the biz, keep it out the streets
This is for the players talking bout they know me
This is for the haters acting like my homies
All these niggas hella dry, hella thirsty
Pillow talking like a batch with no money
I ain't worried bout a broke nigga that's a fact
I'm just tryna see you with no clothes all attached
Whip cream, strawberries champagne baths
After parties in the telly, have it jam packed
Tell yo friends to come through, baby I'm the plug
Summer nights hella bottles, we be having fun
You can't let him hold you back, you know I'm the one
Hit that lame right now, time to pull the plug
Ooh baby, baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
Keep yo business out the street baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
I be on the block hella low key
Windows cracked wit yo batch in the backseat
Pockets puffier than combs all on me
La Cienega getting jiggy at the Beverly
Told her she could have the world if she choose up
I ain't tryna home wreck but I would cuff
I don't mean no disrespect but he don't do much
Have you waiting by the phone, always out of touch
If you sliding with me baby money ain't a thang
Give you time, give you space
We could make it shake
Nails done, back rubs
After a long day
I don't care what they tell you, I ain't playing games
How you put yo trust in him, when you on read
How you stay faithful, when you ain't in his head
He don't ever put you first, it ain't permanent
I'm tryna take you places, that you ain't never been
Ooh baby, baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
Yes my little secret until we come clean
Show you off to the world, treat you like a queen
This is just the beginning, I am what you need
Keep the haters out the biz, keep it out the streets
This is for the players talking bout they know me
This is for the haters acting like my homies
All these niggas hella dry, hella thirsty
Pillow talking like a batch with no money
I ain't worried bout a broke nigga that's a fact
I'm just tryna see you with no clothes all attached
Whip cream, strawberries champagne baths
After parties in the telly, have it jam packed
Tell yo friends to come through, baby I'm the plug
Summer nights hella bottles, we be having fun
You can't let him hold you back, you know I'm the one
Hit that lame right now, time to pull the plug
Ooh baby, baby
Meet me in the hotel lobby
Tryna spend time with cha body
Ooh ooh baby, baby
If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin
Keep it out the streets, we a secret
Keep yo business out the street baby
Credits
Writer(s): Donte Jackson, Dimitrius Lynch, Jaime Anderson, Garrett Swenson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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