Here For Friends

Crystal clear intentions
I'm all over you!
Not lookin for friends (No No)
Tell me something good

(I want it)
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on it)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin
(I want it)
Oh Oh
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on me)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin

Where all the bitches in the back
Who don't want no scrub
Who don't want no lame
Who don't want no friar
Need a nigga with a job
Who can put her on a plane
Then put it in her guts
Like it really ain't a problem
Hmm
Tell where you finna find that?
Girl
You look good but you work where the burgers and the fries at
Come here lil baby besides that
Ya baby daddy sale'n dime sacks
It's 2024
Look at the clock then look at me
A couple minutes in this bitch we can dip if you into me
Wrist through the winter freeze
Clips in the chamber, I know you're going to judge me
But I think I can change ya
Shawty like the danger
Titties outta the wrangler
Tell that nigga to hang up
And come hang with us
(Yup)

Crystal clear intentions
I'm all over you!
Not lookin for friends (No No)
Tell me something good

(I want it)
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on it)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin
(I want it)
Oh Oh
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on me)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin

More than a friend
Yeah
I'll be ya sin
Oh Oh
More than a friend
Yeah
I'll be ya sin
(I want it)
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on it)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin
(I want it)
Oh Oh
(But you gotta show me)
More than a friend
(Gotta press up on me)
Yeah
(Ooh Hoo)
I'll be ya sin



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Roosevelt Ii Moore, Kenneth Wright, Evan Arman Ingersoll, Antoine Amari Reed
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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