Layshon Smith - 290

Take off your clothes
Baby come over
Gotta pause on the print
Seen it thru the pants
Now the paws on the print
Wrapped around the kid
Like a gauze and a band
When ya coming thru the door Leave ya Drawls in ya hand uh
See I'm not like the others
I'm getting bread
Spread it like butter
Don't lose sleep when you ain't Fucking With nobody
We ain't gotta be boo'd up Because we Fuck in the bugatti
Riding on two ninety I had a few Shots
I'll be home in the morning
Don't send me a text after twelve Oclock
Cause I'ma go if I'm horny
I'ma get sum to eat
Tell me if you still tryna meet
I need to be sober
Mind if I come over
Tell me is you still down to link
Riding on two ninety I had a few Shots
I'll be home in the morning
Don't send me a text after twelve Oclock
Cause I'ma go if I'm horny
I'ma get sum to eat
Tell me if you still tryna meet
I need to be sober
Mind if I come over
Tell me is you still down to link
Take off your clothes
And baby come over
It go down in the dm
It go down when we fucking
Starting up fight when you want It
To make me go down like a Dungeon
Sinning tonight then we'll pray For Forgiveness
Shoot up the club leave no Witness
Got me breaking in to yo back Like a record for Guinness
The way that I'm cumin ain't Made for Beginners
You got mountains and molehills
Something and nothing
Understand don't be talking bout What are we tryna be something From nutting
I wanna grip on that ass
I want it bad
Smack on it tell her good pass
Don't wanna say what I'm gone Do
I wanna show you
Don't you know that I
Know that I

Written by:
Terry House

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