Lil Justo - Alexis

Don't ever think that I don't love you
I told you, I told you
I never met no one above you
Telling you that you're worth everything
It feel like
Cause your love got me stuck in the night where we started
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Cause your love got me stuck in the night where we started
Is her name Becky?
Is it Lexi?
I don't know, but her full name Alexis
Take a trip way out in Houston, Texas
Hit the telly, I'm kissing on her breasts
Phone on that DND, can't see her texts
Grab on my print, then grab up on my Wesson
We gon make movies, up inside this Westin
Fuck her so good, she bragging to her best friend
I don't know but you perfect mama
Tryna see if you worth it mama
Don't fuck with none of em, really it's up to you, but you ain't scared of drama
I call her my boo, or my stamped, lil mama
That pretty round thing in them pants, lil mama
Got me doing things with my hands, lil mama
You know you look good when you wear designer
Mixed emotions, losing focus
Bitch let me settle, before I move impulsive
Love like a drug, you give me all these doses
Tongue of death, it got me overdosing
Tongue on that pussy, got it like a ocean
I'm like DeRozan, shoot a shot it goes in
The touch of your lips tasting like a potion
Gave you my heart, but know that it's still frozen
Like I remember just begging bitches just to stay
Even though that I had a lot up on my plate
And this time I'm not gonna lie I'm tryna cuff, but the next time she nonchalant I ain't gonna stay
And the next time she on my line, I ain't complain
Know her heart feeling numb inside, and there's a stain
And she always be creaming for me on the FaceTime
And I'll fuck her once I touch inside the A
Is her name Becky?
Is it Lexi?
I don't know, but her full name Alexis
Take a trip way out in Houston, Texas
Hit the telly, I'm kissing on her breasts
Phone on that DND, can't see her texts
Grab on my print, then grab up on my Wesson
We gon make movies, up inside this Westin
Fuck her so good, she bragging to her best friend
I don't know but you perfect mama
Tryna see if you worth it mama
Don't fuck with none of em, really it's up to you, but you ain't scared of drama
I call her my boo, or my stamped, lil mama
That pretty round thing in them pants, lil mama
Got me doing things with my hands, lil mama
You know you look good when you wear designer
Designer

Written by:
Justin Miranda

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