Futuristic
That Thang
You got that thang, I don't usually singIt made me sing, don't itPut a ring on it, ring finger on your left handThrow twenty G's on itLow key? No we, out in the public eyeNever seen you with another guyWhen I met you, you was kinda shySee you later, maybe, never or some other timeCause you got that thangYou got that thang, that make a nigga lose focusI'm hoping you noticeThe way that I'm open, this moment is goldenLet's slow it down, I'm frozen, you chosenThe closest, let's roll this and smoke itAnd now you outspoken and showing emotionsYou touch me, I touch you and now we're explodingI wanna hear you scream, like a scary movieFeel the passion, like you're married to meThe sacred nobody else could do me, like you do meStrumming the pain, FugeesDon't worry 'bout the paper, I make it more than a looseleafHave a few sheets, a little pillow talkingI'm the boss, girl, I'm still in officeIf a nigga disrespect you, then I'm stealing off himSongtexteHe still at it, then I build a coffin, I don't play thatRelationship was Rocky like A$AP, now I need it ASAPIn the day take a great napAnd if you got pregnant I'd tell you keep itNo plan B, don't even keep it a secretI'm needing it more than ever and more is betterYou should probably move in, I'll give you a couple reasonsI got that thang, I'm on your brainNow you fallen like the season, damnYou got that thang, you got that thang, that make a nigga goGod damn, god damn, god damnYou got that thang, you got that thang, that make a nigga goOo, oo, oo, babyYou got that thang, you got that thang, that make a nigga goGod damn, god damn, god damnYeah, you got that thang and I need that thangYou should bring that thang, hope you're on your wayYou been on my brainYo, you look incredible, delectable and sexually exceptionalI had to let you know the directional, never skepticalEdible, obsessional, I'm in need of some medicalPut you on the wall like a motherfucking collectableRespectable, I dig the way that you be so professionalImpeccable and anybody else is unacceptableUnethical, other women often one dimensional, insensibleI hope you get the principal I'm spitting outI don't even look at women when they walk past, okay, maybeI doThen I compare them to you and they fail so badOn a scale of one to ten you like a twenty twoA million things that I wanna doA lot of promises that I intend to keep, I ain't seen you ina weekYou got that thang, I need that thangSo put that thang on the sheets, damn
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