Friendzzz
I'm gon' pull up on you every weekend
She know if we linkin' then we freakin
Send me naked pictures, stop the teasin
Her body is a drug, she got me feelin, yeah
And I can't pretend
I ain't got no time unless it's demon
I'ma take it slow, girl, I'ma ease in
Just keep it on the low and don't tell your friends yeah
Yeah What you do behind closed doors
Red light special, this a different mode
Oh You a freak freak, then let me curl your toes
I'ma put it down when I make a moan
Make a leave early from the club and all
I'll be in her grill like Paul Wall
And she say my name like I'm Mike
Say my name like I'm Mike Jones
Color change click the Chevy two-tone
I'ma slim a thug like Boss Hogg
You a bad bitch this for all the dogs
My GPS is the G-spot
Her ex-nigga kept gettin' lost
She done told her homegirl about the action
Now she wonderin' if I can get her off
On George Gervin's, I'm still tippin
Make a short stop like Cal Ripkin
Got the 12s hittin' at the Texaco
But on the way to Kansas, I'm quick trippin
She make it clap and I'm paper flippin
In the private room, she grind on me different
I'ma leave with the chick that's bartendin
Meething in my bed, you better be in attendance, yeah
Yea
I'm gon' pull up on you every weekend
She know if we linkin' then we freakin
Send me naked pictures, stop the teasin
Her body is a drug, she got me feelin, yeah
And I can't pretend
I ain't got no time unless it's demon
I'ma take it slow, girl, I'ma ease in
Just keep it on the low and don't tell your friends yeah
She know if we linkin' then we freakin
Send me naked pictures, stop the teasin
Her body is a drug, she got me feelin, yeah
And I can't pretend
I ain't got no time unless it's demon
I'ma take it slow, girl, I'ma ease in
Just keep it on the low and don't tell your friends yeah
Yeah What you do behind closed doors
Red light special, this a different mode
Oh You a freak freak, then let me curl your toes
I'ma put it down when I make a moan
Make a leave early from the club and all
I'll be in her grill like Paul Wall
And she say my name like I'm Mike
Say my name like I'm Mike Jones
Color change click the Chevy two-tone
I'ma slim a thug like Boss Hogg
You a bad bitch this for all the dogs
My GPS is the G-spot
Her ex-nigga kept gettin' lost
She done told her homegirl about the action
Now she wonderin' if I can get her off
On George Gervin's, I'm still tippin
Make a short stop like Cal Ripkin
Got the 12s hittin' at the Texaco
But on the way to Kansas, I'm quick trippin
She make it clap and I'm paper flippin
In the private room, she grind on me different
I'ma leave with the chick that's bartendin
Meething in my bed, you better be in attendance, yeah
Yea
I'm gon' pull up on you every weekend
She know if we linkin' then we freakin
Send me naked pictures, stop the teasin
Her body is a drug, she got me feelin, yeah
And I can't pretend
I ain't got no time unless it's demon
I'ma take it slow, girl, I'ma ease in
Just keep it on the low and don't tell your friends yeah
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Writer(s): Devan Benson, Deandre Clark
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