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Bryson Tiller
Yeah, you say he lost your- Said that nigga lost your-, yeah Said that nigga lost your trust Yeah we all been through it now Wondering what I'm doing now I'm thinking 'bout us (us, us), oh Baby I seen you around You heard your nigga been fooling 'round You've been thinking 'bout Comin' down South Spendin' a couple nights out Chillin' we mixin' white, brown But that's how you feeling right now He's still sleepin' on you But you the baddest in your crew Nah, you the baddest I done seen How you fit that ass up in them jeans? Like I had a cup of Codeine I'ma rub my hands up slowly Like this is my last blunt of OG I'ma make this last baby, go deep Tell me when to go fast, baby Unlike niggas in your past, baby I'm proud to be yours, I brag daily Got stamina, check my stats, baby Young Pen Griffey, I'm back baby Hey Yeah he slept on you That's wack baby I swear, I'll never do that baby Where you at baby? Let's rap baby, for me I think- You should let that guard down And you go and do it right now What is you doing right now? Can a nigga come do that right now? I could let you decide How me and you could do this right now Do it as soon as right now Make me Kamasutra, ha (ha) Don't make me lay your ass down Turn the lights down The way I lay this pipe down To tell you, "Shhh, be quiet now" I could love you right now Touch you right now The way you looking right now Tell me where to put this right now Then kiss goodbye your makeup In your bedroom, laid up Got the headboard goin' I bet the neighbors wake up Ain't had love like this here So your mind is made up You stop fuckin' with them niggas Should've stood them lames up, no He slept on you Slept on you, girl Yeah he slept on you Keep doin' you wrong Let 'em sleep, baby You know I won't Ohh-oh I won't sleep on you, you know I won't I just f*ck you 'til you sleep deep, yeah Finna lay your ass to sleepin' naked, got your body shakin' I know what you thinkin', got play that (play that, play that) (Play that, play that, X-rated, lil' baby) (Bed shakin', my bed shakin') (Bed shakin', gotta hit) (Bed shakin', gotta-)