LBG - Spicy

I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
Yeah
Tell me how you like it
Swagged out in my nikes
I see you on the phone like you pissed off, homie tryna get some off you
I know she far away now
But she got me outta state on a plane, looking fly
But she told me that she stay down
Long as I can lay the pipe anytime any day, imma tell her this a play ground
Baby issa breeze
You ain’t gotta worry when you kick it with a G
Herbs got me faded I be lighting up a tree
You ain’t never met a brother on the beats like me
Said she been a fan, so I know she with the gang
She been with the vibes ever since I let her hang
Love the way she do it compliment her with the slide
She my kinda flavour she my pepper and spice
I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
You ain’t gotta say too much from the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck
And you ain’t gotta call me your boo just as bad as you wanna fuck
Cos I wanna fuck too
You ain’t gotta say too much from the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck
And you ain’t gotta call me your boo just as bad as you wanna fuck
Cos I wanna fuck too
Imma need the mic to let em know that your mine
Change the way you think I’m decorating your mind
I look into your eyes and tell that you want the loving
I bet money that you don’t want it as bad as I want it that’s easy money for me
And I can tell that pussy good I don’t want it for free
No ties you ain’t tripping if I fuck it and leave
My type of B you a lady but freak in the sheet
And Imma gentleman but I can be the savage you need
So tell me how you like it
Show me how you ride it bae
Imma have you so wet it’s like a tidal wave
And I put money where my mouth is like Tyga say
Can you be my Mel B and bring the spice like Chilli
I got TLC if you ain’t tripping like Britney
You ain’t gotta call me your boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck cos I wanna fuck too really
I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
I like my spices
I pay my prices
Show me how you ride it, ride it, ride it
Tell me how you like it
You ain’t gotta say too much from the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck
You ain’t gotta call me your boo just as bad as you wanna fuck cos I wanna fuck you

Written by:
Justin Lindsay

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