I'm Yours
Tell me what you want from me
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
Boom
She said she wants to be together, forever
She knows that I'm a go-getter, a trend setter
Said she doesn't like Chanel bags, they're too regular
So I copped her a green leather Bottega
She was there through the tough times, they got better
From the rain to the sunshine, my umbrella, my genna
I got hella tings but they can't measure up
All they really do is get my blood pressure up
Flying uptown, Duck and Waffle or Samba
Got my foot down I only slow down for a camera
I'm rubbing up her thigh, now she's making it stand up
I had to back her up in the back of the lambtruck
I asked her, would she love me even if I was bankrupt?
She said she's gonna love me 'till the day that she can't breathe
She's everything I need that's the reason I can't leave
If I fly her overseas fuck her under the palm trees
Tell me what you want from me
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
Yo
Catch you slipping when you're coming out the shower
With your towel on
Next thing you know half an hour's gone
Now you're running late
I might pull up to your office come fuck you on your break
You're the one all them other bitches hate
You're two more than an eight, hands down no debate
No makeup just shea butter glowing on your face
You're looking like a coca-cola bottle how you're shaped
I ain't worried about that tiny bit of weight around your waist
She said I'd never find another her she's irreplaceable
Dashed a pillow at me when I said I'm fully capable
Then we started laughing, she knows she's my darling
I'm done with the outside, she knows that I'm all in
She knows I like peppermint teas in the morning
And I ain't going nowhere unless there's money calling
Or the mandem call but it's gotta be important
Cause I'm way too grown to be chilling on these corners
My baby
Tell me what you want from me
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
Boom
She said she wants to be together, forever
She knows that I'm a go-getter, a trend setter
Said she doesn't like Chanel bags, they're too regular
So I copped her a green leather Bottega
She was there through the tough times, they got better
From the rain to the sunshine, my umbrella, my genna
I got hella tings but they can't measure up
All they really do is get my blood pressure up
Flying uptown, Duck and Waffle or Samba
Got my foot down I only slow down for a camera
I'm rubbing up her thigh, now she's making it stand up
I had to back her up in the back of the lambtruck
I asked her, would she love me even if I was bankrupt?
She said she's gonna love me 'till the day that she can't breathe
She's everything I need that's the reason I can't leave
If I fly her overseas fuck her under the palm trees
Tell me what you want from me
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
Yo
Catch you slipping when you're coming out the shower
With your towel on
Next thing you know half an hour's gone
Now you're running late
I might pull up to your office come fuck you on your break
You're the one all them other bitches hate
You're two more than an eight, hands down no debate
No makeup just shea butter glowing on your face
You're looking like a coca-cola bottle how you're shaped
I ain't worried about that tiny bit of weight around your waist
She said I'd never find another her she's irreplaceable
Dashed a pillow at me when I said I'm fully capable
Then we started laughing, she knows she's my darling
I'm done with the outside, she knows that I'm all in
She knows I like peppermint teas in the morning
And I ain't going nowhere unless there's money calling
Or the mandem call but it's gotta be important
Cause I'm way too grown to be chilling on these corners
My baby
Tell me what you want from me
I'll say what I've got
I give you every piece of me
But only if I'm yours
I'm yours
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Writer(s): Christopher David Kyei, Harry Jackson, Ellis Taylor
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