Lyrics

I got my own money just pull up with the vibes What is it got you hooked my lips or my eyes From the hood say I look like I'm fresh out the tropics Body sick but it do not need no antibiotics The look in your eyes it look like you wanna risk it Drunk past ya limit say I'm fine like a ticket Say I'm not like no other women that you ever been with I know, I know, I know this feeling feels different I mean who has ever made you feel like this Bet you never ever had no splash with a grip Who has ever gave you a vibe like this Who has ever made you smile like this Last time that I checked I Just got that affect With every nigga I met I mean no disrespect My presence better than Sex what you wanna bet Can't deny it with the goosebumps down ya neck What it gone take to get to home base Don't really care about your bank Don't need the money you make Let's get this straight Don't make no mistake Cause I got my own paper sitting up in the safe What's it gone take to get to home base Don't really care about your bank Don't need the money you make Let's get this straight Don't make no mistake Cause I got my own paper sitting up in the safe See I got you hooked like I threw the rail in it Whoever got you on lock Imma throw the bail in it Weather she like it or not I like you a lot I got a spot I could take you back like a shot Usually I break hearts I'm trinna keep yours in tack What's ya zodiac I'm trinna see if we a match I hope you not like any niggas I know I'm still trinna line my exes like in tic tac toe whoa I know I know I know you wanna feel me and hold me You wanna pull me in closely and feel on me slowly I know I know I know you wanna make me ya only Take me home so you could show me off like a trophy It's no pressure let ya Body flow I'll catch ya I bet you never had nothing that's better Imma let you do whatever I just wanna pleasure I just wanna lay ya body down like a stretcher What it gone take to get to home base Don't really care about your bank Don't need the money you make Let's get this straight Don't make no mistake Cause I got my own paper sitting up in the safe What's it gone take to get to home base Don't really care about your bank Don't need the money you make Let's get this straight Don't make no mistake Cause I got my own paper sitting up in the safe What is it got you hooked my lips or my eyes What is it got you hooked my lips or my eyes What is it got you hooked my lips or my eyes Usually I break hearts I'm trinna keep yours in tack
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