Sloangod - FINDING LOVE

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Look
Finding Love is more
Than just finding closure
The one the you could
Look up to
And let them cry on your shoulder
They wipe away all you baggage
Remind you that shit is over
All you think about is me now
Your heart starting to get closer
Huuh

The way I'm feelin is so foreign to me bae
The love we making never boring to me bae
Preacher called me love activist
Our future got me dreaming of ya name
With my last name on the back of it

When we together that money
You know we stackin it
We Waka Flocka in the Paint
Straight Attackin it
Number One in Detroit
Reggie Jackson it
We can get a bag together
No need for packin it

Club going up on Tuesday
I Love Makonnen
Have ya screaming out my name
Until the mornin
Sex so intense
Couldn't even hear the pouring
Lightning and all
We just steady keep it going hold up

Classic after classic
No Orlando but its magic
Pussy tight just like elastic
Feeling good I gotta have it
Electric bond I feel the static
Ice your arm you want a Patek
If it's poking gotta grab it
Plenty karats
Like a rabbit

Its hunting season
I ain't talking bout no ammunition
I'm talkin turnin
Nothing into something season
Grant ya ass a fuckin
Carriage from a pumpkin season
At the ball know we ball
Every fuckin season

On the block 50 shots
I might get to squeezing
Get em popped wheel em out
While this nigga bleeding
He a rat he a opp
Why this nigga breathing
I put 20 on his head
For no fuckin reason
Applying heat like Stanley Steamer
The carpet cleaner
I get it wetter than ever
I call it Aquafina
Feel like Napoleon
I got my llama call her Tina
Whether I mean my piece
Or my Daughter
I gotta keep a Nina

Lil mamma on my longer leg
And I aint talking femur
When we got up in them sheets
I turned her to a creamer
I want that Michael and Jay
Forget Martin and Gina
Im sick like COVID
You nigga sickness like a fever

Written by:
KOREY SLOAN

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