Top Songs By Quincy Banks
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Quincy Falconer-Banks
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Quincy Falconer-Banks
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Lyrics
Do we have a problem?
It's some real shit, you fuckin' with a real one
Girl, yo shit a Brick House, I'm tryna come and build
Some with you, come get you, just seen you and I still come
Pleasure doin' business with you, get the deals done
Must be the Red Hair, you doin' somethin' to me
That smell good, make you wanna do somethin' to me
Girl, you know it's love when you bump into me
Make her turn the music up, have her bumpin' to me
Girl, I'm back in my bag again, she asked to fuck
I just bought some backwoods from U-Haul to pack them up
She keep throwin' that box at me, gon' fuck the package up
That jiggle you get when I hit from the back, that shit be immaculate
I'ma hit it and hold it down, you know what it is
Pussy a snack, Damn, I might Doordash it to my crib
Them other **** lame as a shit, call it quits
That bullet got his name, I'ma stamp it to his lid, bitch
That clip got extensions for a wig, ****
My bitch got no attention for no weird ****, no
No sense, I don't see them ****
I don't hear them ****, I don't feel them ****
This some real shit, you fuckin' with a real one
Girl, yo shit a brick house, I'm tryna come and build some
With you, Come get you, Just seen you, and I still come
Pleasure doin' business with you, get the deals done
Must be the red hair, you doin' somethin' to me
That smell good, make you wanna do somethin' to me
Girl, you know it's love when you bump into me
Make her turn the music up, have her bumpin' to me
To me, to me, to, to, to me
I'm back in my bag again, she asked to fuck
I just bought some, Ssshhh, Told her shut the fuck up
Baby, been on my back, she told me to smash the shit in the front
Baby, I lick on the cat and then I'ma pack this shit up for lunch
Baby, it's gettin' hot in here, maybe it's us
Maybe it's you, cause I wanna take off my shirt as soon as you touch me
You feel it too, and that's why you feelin' all juicy, I wanna bust it
I wanna shoot, let's make a movie, directors cut
Shoot, uh-huh, uh-huh, to me, uh-huh
Written by: Quincy Falconer-Banks