Crush On You (feat. YG)

Hot, New Boyz

Look, i went over pick-up lines in front of mirrors all the time mandatory
Cause i st-st-studdard every time i tried
If it's only when it's fit for you then I bet that i'ma guy
You my heart, if you leave me then i bet that imma die
See wiz said i had to get you from your man
And biz told me that you said he's just a friend
Drug dealer hurt, he spit cheese looking hobo
His checks keep bouncing
That's b's & a pogo

Why don't you say no to rumo you either date me or juno you want a lame is for pluno
I wanna make a new move for your benifit
It is in that hard to pit my sex outta this world she call me marshion pit
I don't mean to diss yo man but i like you your sh-t has been wet
Since I was ten i'm just tryna get a chance she won't even give me that i swear, you know that
Think i came off wrong, yeah I start over

Like wassup, i don't really mean to be rude but last time I seen you with two
I heard ya'll broke up bummer
I mean if it's cool like we can go and chill or som, straight drop

I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
Shit what you waiting for check yes or check no

Uh, it started out i had a party at my house
Drinks and everybody, and couple girls on the couch
Look at them they burned out they got they skirts all up
Another chick talkin bout she got a blunt rolled up
And so i did the done got it
Cause im bouta make it happen and she had another friend
So i'm bouta got it crackin'

Smoke a blunt outside no lighter bustin' matches
And i only hit the blunt cause i knew she was givin action
You can't pass on that bro plus she was blonde
And she got some nice hips the girls get it from their mama
Hit the sex room then we gotta change up the drama
This girl gone wild i think i'm loving her persona
She like to wear prada louie v. & cabana
Street clothes over laundry on the bottom
I can't stop staring, adrenaline rush
But i had to suck it up and tell this cutie wassup

Like wassup, i don't really mean to be rude but last time I seen you with two
I heard ya'll broke up bummer
I mean if it's cool like we can go and chill or som, straight dope

I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
Shit what you waiting for check yes or check no

What's your name, where you goin, baby can I come
Let you empty out my bank account, it's official fun
I know you wanna hang like wet clothes
She whispered in my ear like lets go
We can hop in the beamer or the lexo
I'm trynna bust & i ain't talkin bout the metro
I'm nasty yup i don't give a fuck

It's a target on your pussy bet i hit it up
Can't stop won't stop like the young bounds
I got some thing me and you can do for fun fun
So what's the deal, is you with the business?
She can't take the dish she won't let a nigga finish
She back it up, back it up and take a pose
She doin' sh-t that make me wanna take her home
I'm like get it get it get it get it get it girl
I smack her on the ass and tell her to get it some more

Like wassup, i don't really mean to be rude but last time I seen you with two
I heard ya'll broke up bummer
I mean if it's cool like we can go and chill or som, straight drop

I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
I've got a gotta crush on you crush on you
Shit what you waiting for check yes or check no



Credits
Writer(s): Earl Henry Benjamin, Dominic Anthony Thomas
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