Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Randy A Brito
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
iam24th
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Want to take you home beat it till the morning watch sun rise
You ain't doing nothing wrong this a perfect night to let go what you stressing
Let me be the one that you can count on girl I try
You ain't gotta tell no one what we do
Want to bring that side out that them other **** try to get out of you I
Want to fuck you tonight baby I can keep it on the low
Fuck going out for dinner baby I can eat what's in between ya legs
And is all good shaking up the whole bed almost broke the right leg this some crazy ass sex
Yeah yeah
You be screaming to loud done from the back baby come give me head hit in the kitchen instead
Want to take you home beat it till the morning watch the sun rise
You ain't doing nothing wrong this a perfect night to let go what you stressing
Let me be the one that you can count on girl
I ain't a regular **** I came up the steps but I promise its about to get bigger
They love when you small but hate when you blow up and come from the bottom and count up the skrilla
I had to get it together and cut off some bitches and sad to say some of my ****
You say you did it first he was a witness well I was the one who invented ****
This ain't a regular car it came with compartments I got some shit stashed in the safe
I'm fucking two sisters they don't tell each other
That's the kinda games I like to play
Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth
Pua money got you flexing with the bros yeah
Pua money got you tricking on these hoes yeah
Pua money got you living on you're on yeah
Pua money got you feeling like you grown yeah
I be on them corners in the trenches with them glocks
**** talking money that they get but they don't got
How you say you about that life ain't never stir
The pot I was really on them blocks selling dimes of hard rock
Dirty money clean money that shit Is all good yeah
Shawty say I'm to hood yeah my **** know we all good yeah
I burnt the plug for that wood yeah I keep it on me with two clips
Young **** about to get to rich I try to tell ya I do this but you didn't want to see through this
Yeah yeah
Pussy for dinner you know ima clock in I can't come in late when I'm working
Keep it inside of my pocket conceal you can't even see it in person
I made the sacrifices that they didn't I stood ten toes when they didn't find the opp spot we gonna spin tell my **** go get em
She liking and comment on pictures and tell me I'm cuter and taller in person
I hear the stories they telling they trying to come stop me but that shit not working
Yeah
Pua money got you flexing with the bros yeah
Pua money got you tricking on these hoes yeah
Pua money got you living on you're on yeah
Pua money got you feeling like you grown yeah
Said I just want to get to know you
Said I need you to come back home baby
You've been on your own baby I know that shit can get intensive
Written by: Randy A Brito