ALL BLACK JACKET
All black jacket I feel like a greaser
I seen yo pockets they lookin anemic
Born from the ashes I feel like a phoenix
These bitches fuck 'round fall in love with the kid then I hit up my lawyer and serve a subpoena
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Make 'em run fast give 'em spots like a cheetah
Turn that boy Swiss I'm not talkin' Geneva
Baby I love you, yeah
Baby I need you, yeah
Tats on my body she askin' the meaning
Talkin' my shit left that boy in his feelings
I remember when they charged me for feature
I saw my opps and I grabbed 'em a seat
They should be used to watchin' from the bleachers
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea, chea, chea
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your
Lovin'
Sweetest thing I ever known
Call me on my telephone, baby
2am I'm on my way to you
Just tell me what I gotta do baby
Chea
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
I guess I'll never, ever know
I seen yo pockets they lookin anemic
Born from the ashes I feel like a phoenix
These bitches fuck 'round fall in love with the kid then I hit up my lawyer and serve a subpoena
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Make 'em run fast give 'em spots like a cheetah
Turn that boy Swiss I'm not talkin' Geneva
Baby I love you, yeah
Baby I need you, yeah
Tats on my body she askin' the meaning
Talkin' my shit left that boy in his feelings
I remember when they charged me for feature
I saw my opps and I grabbed 'em a seat
They should be used to watchin' from the bleachers
Huh, chea
Huh, chea
Huh, chea, chea, chea
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your lovin'
What I gotta do to get at your
Lovin'
Sweetest thing I ever known
Call me on my telephone, baby
2am I'm on my way to you
Just tell me what I gotta do baby
Chea
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just tell me what I gotta do
I guess I'll never, ever know
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Pérez
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