Lil Med - Crush A Lot

Everybody want a bag but who gone work the block
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
Keep it real I ain't tryna hurt yo feelings
I'm just tryna stack my money to the ceiling
Them bitches hating cause you get it on yo own
Never ask for nothing but you know my money long
Smoke the most exotic let you rip it from the bong
Feeling on yo body tryna eat it off the bone

I know you got a nigga at home (At Home)
How I know I see em calling on ya phone (On ya phone)
I can't cuff you let me gone and make it known (Make it known)
I'm just tryna fuck you all night long

I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
I just wanna show you what could be yours
Show me love, Show me love

I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
I just wanna show you what could be yours
For my thug niggas, For my thug niggas

You tired of fucking with these lames
Tell me how they all the same
Say you a grown woman tryna find a real mane
Tired of playing games
Tired of learning new names
You ready for a nigga who gone make sure that you came
I know you love me baby
I just wish that you would say it
And I know how you been praying
I be peeping what you saying
You bad and you be slaying
Tryna give it to you right now
If you keep yo pussy clean tell them little niggas pipe down

Everybody want a bag but who gone work the block
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
Keep it real I ain't tryna hurt yo feelings
I'm just tryna stack my money to the ceiling
Them bitches hating cause you get it on yo own
Never ask for nothing but you know my money long
Smoke the most exotic let you rip it from the bong
Feeling on yo body tryna eat it off the bone

I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
I just wanna show you what could be yours
Show me love, Show me love

I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player baby girl I tend to crush a lot
I just wanna show you what could be yours
For my thug niggas, For my thug niggas

I know you got a nigga at home
How I know I see em calling on ya phone
I can't cuff you let me gone and make it known
I'm just tryna fuck you all night long

Baby I'm a real nigga
Rocking Tommy Hilfiger
Put you on some shit and now I don't even wanna deal with ya

Baby I'm a real nigga
I'm talking Hilfiger
Put you on some shit...
Yeah, Lil Med

Written by:
Medric Roberson II

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