Galactic Love

Put your hands together
Put your hands together
Put your hands together
Put your hands together
Put your hands together
Put your hands together
Now hands in air
Feel that vibration
I been craving
For the party
Funk starvation
Yeah pull up
To the scene
Fresh so clean
And my ride
Real mean
I'm your neighborhood
Funk dealer
Oh I'm nothing
Like a drug dealer

Got me pulling up
With that funk
That party in my trunk
Pulling up with that funk
I slang galactic love
Pulling up with that funk
That party in my trunk
Pulling up with that funk
I slang galactic love
Got em fiending
They addicted
Steady begging for it
Got they hands out
They reaching
And they itching for it
Feeling so Euphoric
Urges can't ignore it

Are you ready
To get loose
It's Drugs in the air
Cops don't care
Hanging with the gang
It's a party over here
Talking that slang
But I bang it over here
Cried on her shoulder
I done made it top tier
Dropped a pint a feature
I'm the fuck up out of here
I've been in the zone
I've drinking my forty
What you mean
So What you mean
You don't know
Promethazine
By any means
I'm on it
Yeah Tell you
It's galactic love
I pull up with vibes
And put you on vibes
And show you
What's galactic love
Yeah bad bitch
Rolling my bud
Yeah casamigos sit
In my gut
Yeah take you home
A nigga finna fuck
Bitch got me drunk
Trying to fuck
Show you what's
Galactic love
Show you what's
Galactic love
Show you what's
Galactic love

Got me pulling up
With that funk
That party in my trunk
Pulling up with that funk
I slang galactic love
Pulling up with that funk
That party in my trunk
Pulling up with that funk
I slang galactic love
Got em fiending
They addicted
Steady begging for it
Got they hands out
They reaching
And they itching for it
Feeling so Euphoric
Urges can't ignore it



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Thomas
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