Loquacious - Let Me See

I mean daaaaaaaaaaamn
Look at you n that ivy park
This one here gon top the charts 
You so fine you stopping hearts 
I mean daaaaaaaaaaamn 
Look at you with them heels on 
In my mind that's all you got on 
Now clear the way she came to perform
Won't ever conform I'm loving her form 
She get down low I see what she on 
Do it for the gram go head and get low 
Do it for the gram how she grindin on lo
Monkey face hand over mouf 
Whole room stank we blowing loud 
Lol we high as shit no shame in my game 
It going down 
She wind do it like clock work 
That's ass so grown that's net worth 
That's equity and you next to me 
Let's lose control fulfill destines
And our destination is my crib 
You for I like God took my rib 
And made you
Everything about you 
Well shit thank you
Not sure what it is 
But I'm sure what it ain't 
You fine as shit and im gone off drank
Grindin on me ill soon embrace
Moving in them heels you do it with grace
Bounce that ass so heartless
Im zoned all on it dont make sense 
God wasnt playing when he made this
Going stupid in the pussy retarded
Na na na

I'm trying not to lose control 
I don't think she think ready for
She pulling up all on my clothes 
It's feeling like she ready for 
She got me all up in a zone 
Love the way she touch her toes 
Wanna see you with no clothes 
Baby are you ready for...
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you strike a pose 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you touch yo toes 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you bust it o
Cotton candy sweet and low let me see you Tootsie roll

That ass on dance challenge on tik tok
Selling pussy on snapchat
Steady going live all on the gram
Steady posting tweets and they ating back
And you kno you bad thats acting up
You bout yo money thats stacking up
Them titties sittin pretty gon perk em up
Gon percolate and fuck up the club
And gon lose control and evoking souls 
And I will erupt all on you girl 
Let's go til the sun up then to the sunset 
Damn baby girl you a muahfuckin vet 
Gon Gon break a sweat 
Moves calculated my calculations
You more than basic 
Straight shot no chaser 
God wasn't playing when made her 
Damn gotta a nigga wanna chase her 
Blow up your dm, shorty let me see them 
Cheeks on clap like you happy to see em 
Left cheek right cheek freeze 
Damn lil mama gotta a nigga on cheese 
Shall I proceed oh yes indeed 
Lo that nigga it's clear to see 
Close to eyes I'm in yo dreams 
Spread em wide I'm in-between
Not sure what it is
But I'm sure what it ain't
You fine as shit and im gone off drank
Grindin on me ill soon embrace
Moving in them heels you do it with grace
Bounce that ass so heartless
Im zoned all on it dont make sense
God wasn't playing when he made this
Going stupid in the pussy retarded
(Na na na)

I'm trying not to lose control 
I don't think she think ready for
She pulling up all on my clothes 
It's feeling like she ready for 
She got me all up in a zone 
Love the way she touch her toes 
Wanna see you with no clothes 
Baby are you ready for...
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you strike a pose 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you touch yo toes 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you bust it o
Cotton candy sweet and low let me see you Tootsie roll

Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you strike a pose 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you touch yo toes 
Cotton candy sweet to go let me see you bust it o
Cotton candy sweet and low let me see you Tootsie roll

Written by:
Chris pollard

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