Arabjonezbeats X LdTheProducer x Looted Steelz - What You Wanna Here (Radio Edit)

She want me to say the word
But I don't know if I can do that
Baby, I can't tell you what you wanna hear
You tell me you love me, it go through one ear and out the other ear

She want the gang, peep how she change when they come in here
Tell the bartender send a bottle over we ain't done in here
I don't wanna cuff, I just wanna can we have fun
Hit that from the back and I heard you really good with that tounge

Bite you up like a piece of fruit, suckin' all the juice off that plum
Eat her up, she lunch, got it comin' back sprung
She addicted to the D, you niggas gotta pay a fee
When you hit it me, I hit it for the free

And if you wanna the guys, do your thing, baby, I'ma keep it P
She love me cause I keep it G
Cheat code for her love, Pandora box, always keep a key

I just wanna open her up, put my ex in the pack
I'm talkin' that while I'm rollin' her up
Stop sayin' we cuffed, your best friend, wanna you
Holdin' her up, she already knowing wassup
I'm takin' them both to the crib
I'm turnin' them both into

Ladies you could start making your
Way to the bar right now

You'll feel better with Migos
In your system

And I'll feel so much better with
Migos in your system

You say you love me, show me on your knees
That's the love I need, wrist always on freeze
Jack with the spade you need, your still on me

Just copped a new Benz, just for the late night scene
Amiri on her body, Shit yeah, I'm on her body
Think I'm rich like Roddy, that's your girl, she a thotty
Turned up off that Molly, damn, she actin' real holly
All on me in the party, killed that caught, that body

Let the party begin, tryna you and your friend
She lookin' like a good nine and you lookin' like a ten
Flat stomach with no waist, I can tell that y'all be in the gym
You thick she slim with a ass, so either way it's a win

I ain't lookin' for no, I ain't lookin' for no love
Baby girl, love too complicated
I just wanna rump and chill, then have fun like we related

It's hard to act like I don't wanna girl
I'm runnin' out of patience
All I'm thinkin' bout is turnin' you around
While you standin' there naked

And you know I'm a fiend
You know I love when the head cream
Get wet in her sleep
At night when you dreaming bout me

When she on top sounding like macaroni and cheese
Hit it from the front, missionary
Then she turn around, get on her knees

Written by:
Aaron Jones, Brandon Jones, David Wood

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