No Games
To the East side
To the North side
You know how high
I roll out everytime yeah
See sis over there wonderin' who she came with sitting over
Lookin' like a snicker thicker than a motherfucker can't think off the enigma of the heat in The room
You walk in and everybody lookin' at you
Her aroma like she off a shroom
And you know I hadda get behind her whisper everythin' that she wanna hear
Tell her I'm the real reason why she here
I can take her anywhere across the peer
She wanna private jet I get it over here smack her ass and tell her get over here
Get over here
As she smilin' grab her hand and make her dance all the way down slow slidin' around My pole
And she said she thought that was the glockiana baby perfect personifona
But where you going tell me when you not playin' no games
Dont be playin' those games
You know I want you right now
I cant take you out
Ooo outt
Show you how and what I'm about
Wrote her name and her number ona piece of paper put it in my pocket told me I could see her later
Baby you know ima hit you later to link but can you keep a secret
I know that I'm beastin' but I need a lil sum for the late night creepin'
Creepin'
And you know I'm feenin' like an addict you know I gotta have it
So can I take you back to my place
Get you out them clothes and show me that body in that lace
I just wanna taste you
Love it when you that ass in that preview its been long overdue
So tell me when you not playin' games
Tell me when you not fuckin' around wit no lames
Ik you sum that you can't tame
To the North side
You know how high
I roll out everytime yeah
See sis over there wonderin' who she came with sitting over
Lookin' like a snicker thicker than a motherfucker can't think off the enigma of the heat in The room
You walk in and everybody lookin' at you
Her aroma like she off a shroom
And you know I hadda get behind her whisper everythin' that she wanna hear
Tell her I'm the real reason why she here
I can take her anywhere across the peer
She wanna private jet I get it over here smack her ass and tell her get over here
Get over here
As she smilin' grab her hand and make her dance all the way down slow slidin' around My pole
And she said she thought that was the glockiana baby perfect personifona
But where you going tell me when you not playin' no games
Dont be playin' those games
You know I want you right now
I cant take you out
Ooo outt
Show you how and what I'm about
Wrote her name and her number ona piece of paper put it in my pocket told me I could see her later
Baby you know ima hit you later to link but can you keep a secret
I know that I'm beastin' but I need a lil sum for the late night creepin'
Creepin'
And you know I'm feenin' like an addict you know I gotta have it
So can I take you back to my place
Get you out them clothes and show me that body in that lace
I just wanna taste you
Love it when you that ass in that preview its been long overdue
So tell me when you not playin' games
Tell me when you not fuckin' around wit no lames
Ik you sum that you can't tame
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Milanes Ii
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