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I can't stand to see you treated bad I drop that bag 'bout you Get a nigga smashed 'bout you You know you my lil' yeah, right? Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my lil' yeah, yeah And I can't stand to see you treated bad I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah Get a nigga smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yeah, yeah If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yeah, yeah Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands You could pull up by the trap in my section, I'm yeah, yeah On the block, I drop the work off Skrrt off (Yeah), I got my shirt off You know I'm yeah, yeah I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do You my yeah, yeah, yeah I don't need the lights, cameras, I will call, you starin' at me Don't believe in second chances, want you right there, bae, beside me Had it bad breakup, new relationship, any better Tryna get your groove back to swaggin' like you Angela Bassett And I'll get you pregnant, we both grown, we could make plans for action No games, you say we cannot walk away, I'm on it backwards SongtexteWanna get behind that ass in traffic, love the way you dancin' Transaction, could make me shy, admit it, I'm a little romantic We could get out of here, I'll take you where I live I'll freak you right, I will, I'll freak you right, I will Sit down on the couch, take your shoes off Let me rub your body, rub your body Lay down on the couch (Yeah), take your shoes off (Yeah) But let me rub your body (Yeah), before I turn you on (Mwah) Kiss all in your crack, my tongue all in your ass Grip your waist and pull you around, right before I dick you down Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my lil' yeah, yeah And I can't stand to see you treated bad I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah Get a nigga smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yeah, yeah If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yeah, yeah Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands You could pull up by the trap in my section, I'm yeah, yeah On the block, I drop the work off Skrrt off (Yeah), I got my shirt off You know I'm yeah, yeah I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do You my yeah, yeah, yeah Feelin' special here, when I'm carressin', bookoo sex appeal Do vacations, you been several places, like you better here Let the pressure buildin' up on your shoulders, kiss your bottom lips Seen your stomach when I'm droppin' lumber, that's a lot of dick Face down, make up sex Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that When I'm strokin' in slow motion, grip you from the back Know that dick done took your soul, you come runnin' back for me, love Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my lil' yeah, yeah And I can't stand to see you treated bad I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah Get a nigga smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yeah, yeah If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yeah, yeah Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands You could pull up by the trap in my section, I'm yeah, yeah On the block, I drop the work off Skrrt off (Yeah), I got my shirt off You know I'm yeah, yeah I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do You my yeah, yeah, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania