Over-thinking, reminiscing shit
How the f*ck did I get into this?
Maybe I'm tripping
You know I don't listen to outsiders
Dolo Gang when the cops find me
When have you known me to stop grinding?
Guess who's Drake and driving?
These old feelings I'm patronizing and can't come out of
Feeling like I'mma need reviving after being deep inside you
Gotta hit for the one-time
Gotta split 'fore the sun shines
Gotta dip before her man comes back
She still gotta shower and I'm trying to figure out if
I'mma relocate; Take my whip or take her Honda
Can't be too late; that means I'mma be out here riding
Out her tank; She can stop for McDonald's
I'll say, "No thanks! But baby, you can buy these condoms
And some dank"
She calls me "Daddy", I'm not her father
It's okay, a spade a spade, follow suit'
Minute Maid ain't got the juice for you
How many of these chicks don' left the coupe?
'The Art of Lust' makes you learn 'The Art of Seduction'
Just to acquire 'The F*ck'
Too many women to pick a Beginnin'
So, I'm catching their names and lining them up
Back shots
Let's get it!
She loves it when I grab her locs and hit it
Side stroke - use the plug,
Alright, let's pass her limit
I love to feel when she releasing
I love the taste of secretions
I love it when she be rolling her eyes back because this dick game be beasting
Baby girl hate it when I'm leaving
She sniffs my shirt when she fiending
Her nigga don't know that she's scheming
I know she be calling you 'The Love of Her Life'
But women be digging the remix
You're the original without reason
Meaning, she can't figure out why she needs you
Nigga, she don't understand that she's a pass-through
A decent woman that'll keep me cuming when I'm out of town, on the grind
She's like loose change in the lunch line
Lust. Love. Lie to reciprocate it
Deceit requires some participation from people who faking emotions
And then mistaking the things that they noticed for actions they saw when they were guilty
Once clean, now filthy, like city snow on the main road
You should know how these things go with community pussy
You wanna wife her 'cause she gave you the cookie
You tried to summon her and she playing hooky
I 'LOL' at you rookies
She threw it back, so I took it
You should she the way she be looking at me when I'm stroking her deep
Did you know her kitty mini farts when she creams?
It's cute
I tease her about it all the time, she low key hate that shit
It's unique
Eh... sorta
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
KaOus aka Whisper - 87th & Cottage Grove Lyrics
KaOus aka Whisper - 87th & Cottage Grove Lyrics
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Over-thinking, reminiscing shit
How the f*ck did I get into this?
Maybe I'm tripping
You know I don't listen to outsiders
Dolo Gang when the cops find me
When have you known me to stop grinding?
Guess who's Drake and driving?
These old feelings I'm patronizing and can't come out of
Feeling like I'mma need reviving after being deep inside you
Gotta hit for the one-time
Gotta split 'fore the sun shines
Gotta dip before her man comes back
She still gotta shower and I'm trying to figure out if
I'mma relocate; Take my whip or take her Honda
Can't be too late; that means I'mma be out here riding
Out her tank; She can stop for McDonald's
I'll say, "No thanks! But baby, you can buy these condoms
And some dank"
She calls me "Daddy", I'm not her father
It's okay, a spade a spade, follow suit'
Minute Maid ain't got the juice for you
How many of these chicks don' left the coupe?
'The Art of Lust' makes you learn 'The Art of Seduction'
Just to acquire 'The F*ck'
Too many women to pick a Beginnin'
So, I'm catching their names and lining them up
Back shots
Let's get it!
She loves it when I grab her locs and hit it
Side stroke - use the plug,
Alright, let's pass her limit
I love to feel when she releasing
I love the taste of secretions
I love it when she be rolling her eyes back because this dick game be beasting
Baby girl hate it when I'm leaving
She sniffs my shirt when she fiending
Her nigga don't know that she's scheming
I know she be calling you 'The Love of Her Life'
But women be digging the remix
You're the original without reason
Meaning, she can't figure out why she needs you
Nigga, she don't understand that she's a pass-through
A decent woman that'll keep me cuming when I'm out of town, on the grind
She's like loose change in the lunch line
Lust. Love. Lie to reciprocate it
Deceit requires some participation from people who faking emotions
And then mistaking the things that they noticed for actions they saw when they were guilty
Once clean, now filthy, like city snow on the main road
You should know how these things go with community pussy
You wanna wife her 'cause she gave you the cookie
You tried to summon her and she playing hooky
I 'LOL' at you rookies
She threw it back, so I took it
You should she the way she be looking at me when I'm stroking her deep
Did you know her kitty mini farts when she creams?
It's cute
I tease her about it all the time, she low key hate that shit
It's unique
Eh... sorta
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
How the f*ck did I get into this?
Maybe I'm tripping
You know I don't listen to outsiders
Dolo Gang when the cops find me
When have you known me to stop grinding?
Guess who's Drake and driving?
These old feelings I'm patronizing and can't come out of
Feeling like I'mma need reviving after being deep inside you
Gotta hit for the one-time
Gotta split 'fore the sun shines
Gotta dip before her man comes back
She still gotta shower and I'm trying to figure out if
I'mma relocate; Take my whip or take her Honda
Can't be too late; that means I'mma be out here riding
Out her tank; She can stop for McDonald's
I'll say, "No thanks! But baby, you can buy these condoms
And some dank"
She calls me "Daddy", I'm not her father
It's okay, a spade a spade, follow suit'
Minute Maid ain't got the juice for you
How many of these chicks don' left the coupe?
'The Art of Lust' makes you learn 'The Art of Seduction'
Just to acquire 'The F*ck'
Too many women to pick a Beginnin'
So, I'm catching their names and lining them up
Back shots
Let's get it!
She loves it when I grab her locs and hit it
Side stroke - use the plug,
Alright, let's pass her limit
I love to feel when she releasing
I love the taste of secretions
I love it when she be rolling her eyes back because this dick game be beasting
Baby girl hate it when I'm leaving
She sniffs my shirt when she fiending
Her nigga don't know that she's scheming
I know she be calling you 'The Love of Her Life'
But women be digging the remix
You're the original without reason
Meaning, she can't figure out why she needs you
Nigga, she don't understand that she's a pass-through
A decent woman that'll keep me cuming when I'm out of town, on the grind
She's like loose change in the lunch line
Lust. Love. Lie to reciprocate it
Deceit requires some participation from people who faking emotions
And then mistaking the things that they noticed for actions they saw when they were guilty
Once clean, now filthy, like city snow on the main road
You should know how these things go with community pussy
You wanna wife her 'cause she gave you the cookie
You tried to summon her and she playing hooky
I 'LOL' at you rookies
She threw it back, so I took it
You should she the way she be looking at me when I'm stroking her deep
Did you know her kitty mini farts when she creams?
It's cute
I tease her about it all the time, she low key hate that shit
It's unique
Eh... sorta
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
I feel sorry for your girl, dawg
Why she gotta feel like this?
Writer: Mario Pye, Rio P
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid