Hit-Boy
You just a good vibe
Like word to my mother, you so fine
I can't lie, I'm picky, picky with my shorties
I'm not just anybody, I can't waste time
Plus, it ain't my body to be on nobody body but I'm sweatin' you
Sweatin' you, and I don't even mind
I know you got a man, but he gotta understand that I'm feelin' you
She said, "Ooh, you got cojones"
Then she reached over to where her phone is
Said, "Boy, you dangerous", I said, "Yes, I know"
But I see her face whenever I come around (I come around it)
I know you get that feelin' (Feelin')
You blushin', you can't even hide it (Hide it)
Said, "Can you handle me?" I'm like, "Stop it" (Stop it)
Then I dick her down, she said, "Ooh, you got cojones" (Aw, yeah)
Then she reached over to where her clothes is (Oh)
I paused, looked at her, said, "Three more rounds?"
Then we fucked again 'til she tapped out
She ain't even know she was a squirter, she can barely stand up
She like it rough, she wanna be manhandled (She never been)
She never been with a man who gon' tek time and understand her body (Body, body)
That's why it gets a little toxic, yeah
But before we're in too deep, let me be real (Let me be real with you)
Maybe I just wanted to see if you were as freaky as you are on your IG, oh
As long as you take it all, as long as you take it all
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