She Wanna (feat. marcusicon)
Where you are?
Late at night?
Let us go
Take a drive
Where you are?
Late at night (yeah)
Let us go
She wanna
She tryna
She wanna
She tryna
She wanna
She tryna
Yeah and we driving till it's late
Hitting past 40 and we switching every lane
Yeah
Cruising till it's day yah
I could do this any day yah
On the lane
Yh we speeding every lane
Everyday
Yh I'm driving in the wraith
Till it's late
Driving past all of their hate
Know your place
That's all I gotta say
Round one, there won't be a round two
"Boo, who?" but I'm looking at you
I'm an icon just look at my dues
When we out they be screaming my song
Tell my team that I'm putting you on
I'm a cutter but ain't touch a lawn
[surprise]
Guess who
I'm the one that's turning you on like
Number one just like my records
So much chest but I play checkers
He be on like jumping a fence
We on like ducking the press
It's you and me
It's us, on three
On a building you just might see
You know you can't do ha for free
He tryna
We tryna
He tryna
We wanna
Yeah cause I could get really petty, candid
You can't help when you ain't put no hand in
Let's go, like a slip and slide
Cause you bout to see your demise
Facing all them lies
Nigga I'm breaking all them ties
You might just get pushed to the side cause
I'm celibate not irrelevant
I'm cleopatra you kunta kent
Now tell me, can you hear this?
He gonna (uh-uh-uh)
He wanna (uh-uh-uh)
I wanna
He wanna
you
Late at night?
Let us go
Take a drive
Where you are?
Late at night (yeah)
Let us go
She wanna
She tryna
She wanna
She tryna
She wanna
She tryna
Yeah and we driving till it's late
Hitting past 40 and we switching every lane
Yeah
Cruising till it's day yah
I could do this any day yah
On the lane
Yh we speeding every lane
Everyday
Yh I'm driving in the wraith
Till it's late
Driving past all of their hate
Know your place
That's all I gotta say
Round one, there won't be a round two
"Boo, who?" but I'm looking at you
I'm an icon just look at my dues
When we out they be screaming my song
Tell my team that I'm putting you on
I'm a cutter but ain't touch a lawn
[surprise]
Guess who
I'm the one that's turning you on like
Number one just like my records
So much chest but I play checkers
He be on like jumping a fence
We on like ducking the press
It's you and me
It's us, on three
On a building you just might see
You know you can't do ha for free
He tryna
We tryna
He tryna
We wanna
Yeah cause I could get really petty, candid
You can't help when you ain't put no hand in
Let's go, like a slip and slide
Cause you bout to see your demise
Facing all them lies
Nigga I'm breaking all them ties
You might just get pushed to the side cause
I'm celibate not irrelevant
I'm cleopatra you kunta kent
Now tell me, can you hear this?
He gonna (uh-uh-uh)
He wanna (uh-uh-uh)
I wanna
He wanna
you
Credits
Writer(s): Chrystian Johnson
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