Maiya The Don and Ty Dolla $ign - In Your Hands

It stay in your hands
I'ma leave it all in your hands (oh-ooh-woah, yeah, yeah)
It stay in your hands
I'ma leave it all in your hands (Big Don, ooh, yeah, Big Don, ooh, yeah)

What I look like blowin' up your line, tryna find you? (Nah)
Got a lot of niggas in the line, right behind you (uh-huh)
Don't let me remind you exactly who I am
I don't gotta deal with you, I could fuck your friends
It's gon' take a lot more than textin' me to get with me (uh-huh)
I need you to act on everything that you be tellin' me (yeah)
You know I'm the hottest bitch (what?)
Why you ain't sweatin' me?
You know every nigga in the world wanna get next to me
Nah Papa, you gon' have to do me proper
I like Prada, Bottega, Balenciaga
It's up to you, if I fuck with you, you the man
If you wanna lock me down it-

It stay in your hands (yeah, in your hands now, baby, uh-huh)
I'ma leave it all in your hands (oh-ooh-woah, yeah, yeah)
It stay in your hands (ooh, yeah)
I'ma leave it all in your hands (ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)

Never asked you 'bout the stories and the mentions (true)
Never asked you 'bout the women that you friends with (true)
Not a dollar, I'm the one that be spendin'
All I ever wanted was your time and attention
Good mornin' textin', you know that I'm into you (uh-huh)
Say it with your chest, boy, I don't do subliminals (nah)
I been on your body from the jump, I don't need to pretend (uh-huh)
Bae, I wanna be your woman, I don't need no more friends (what?)

Ooh, let's go somewhere private (yeah)
Just me and your body (me and you), girl
Tell me, is that cool?

It stay in your hands (yeah, in your hands now, baby, uh-huh)
I'ma leave it all in your hands (oh-ooh-woah, yeah, yeah)
It stay in your hands (ooh, yeah)
I'ma leave it all in your hands
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah

Written by:
Kenneth Thurman Dickerson, Maiya Earley, Tyrone Griffin Jr.

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