Lank G - Deep End

How did you find me
Spring soaking in your sundress oo that thang when it jiggle
The light is blinding
You tell me that you love me well I guess we in a bit of a pickle… yea
I was down bad
I can't lie to you shawty
But I'm… picking up love on you when I'm rubbing on your body
Why you looking so exotic
I could fuck you like a model
Why you gotta get it started
And baby why you tryna play me like a nigga not a playa
You just lucky that you got me (Like I got you)
Girl I got my reasons
I've been in the deep end
So I'm swimming with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Moving with my demons
I think I need a deacon
Or something that's true
True, true, true, true, true, true
You sentimental wit it pretty lady
And I like the way it's feelin yea that might just be an issue
Want me to be the shoulder you can cry on
Man you can rely on, someone you can vent to
No more time for no more broken hearts
So let's just empty out our pockets we can stock it wit some tissue
Remember when your friends told me
Take you the plan and that I could never get you
I don't wanna take it the wrong way
I can see your heart is in a strong place
But baby you a dime you really know me
And I can't leave you lonely
You ask me how I feel, that you're only mine
Lord take the wheel cuz my trust is comprised
You tell me you can heal, it'll only take some time
Girl I got my reasons
I've been in the deep end
So I'm swimming with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Moving with my demons
I think I need a deacon
Or something that's true
True, true, true, true, true, true
If I pulled you close, baby, would you like it
Gave you nothing or everything, would you price it
Gave yo ass the front seat, girl are you a rider
Yeaaa
Girl I got my reasons
I've been in the deep end
So I'm swimming with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Moving with my demons
I think I need a deacon
Or something that's true
True, true, true, true, true, true
Girl I got my reasons
I've been in the deep end
So I'm swimming with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Moving with my demons
I think I need a deacon
Or something that's true
True, true, true, true, true, true

Written by:
Langston Gardner

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