Crushed Ice
I was taking my amphetamines
When I saw you in a magazine
Dripped out in them baggy jeans
Thick glasses with the rim
Found out you teach classes at a gym, yeah
Girl you was looking fine as fuck
Plus you know you got that Midas touch
You make a nigga wanna cuddle up
Especially when I'm looking at that bubble butt
Girl you know I love the way that your face glow
Young nigga still out here with that Mase flow
Niggas hating, they be telling me to switch it up
But I don't care cause my baby here giving love
She said "It's over for that other nigga..."
He won't bother with her
She's moving on to some better things
She's at my spot talking wedding rings
She's at my spot talking wedding rings
You say you need me
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
You want a nigga coming over just to play you Sade
You say you've never had nobody so you give your all
Girl if you need a body party I can get you gone, yeah
Yeah, living my life wrong
Living to write songs
Living so we can just fuck
Fuck with the lights on
Pulling your tights off
Sniffing on white coke
Even though I am broke
Walking on tight ropes
Walking on tight ropes
I don't know if you're lonely
Won't you show me, your only
Satisfaction, let it happen
You know me, come and hold me
Yeah, you know me
We went from being homies
To being lonely, yeah
When I saw you in a magazine
Dripped out in them baggy jeans
Thick glasses with the rim
Found out you teach classes at a gym, yeah
Girl you was looking fine as fuck
Plus you know you got that Midas touch
You make a nigga wanna cuddle up
Especially when I'm looking at that bubble butt
Girl you know I love the way that your face glow
Young nigga still out here with that Mase flow
Niggas hating, they be telling me to switch it up
But I don't care cause my baby here giving love
She said "It's over for that other nigga..."
He won't bother with her
She's moving on to some better things
She's at my spot talking wedding rings
She's at my spot talking wedding rings
You say you need me
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
You want a nigga coming over just to play you Sade
You say you've never had nobody so you give your all
Girl if you need a body party I can get you gone, yeah
Yeah, living my life wrong
Living to write songs
Living so we can just fuck
Fuck with the lights on
Pulling your tights off
Sniffing on white coke
Even though I am broke
Walking on tight ropes
Walking on tight ropes
I don't know if you're lonely
Won't you show me, your only
Satisfaction, let it happen
You know me, come and hold me
Yeah, you know me
We went from being homies
To being lonely, yeah
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Writer(s): Ntokozo Arnold
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