Lil5iveten - I N Y T L! Lyrics

Aye (Rockstar-Rockstar)
Gang-Gang-Gang (Rockstar-Rockstar)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Finatic)
Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?" (Im So Slimee, Rockstar-Rockstar)
I'ma talk my shit, I Need You to Listen
Let me touch ya body, girl, I wanna kiss it
Whip out the stick like Hockey, girl, i'm tryna hit it
Pin it down like Bobby, I got you addicted
I'ma twirl her, then, put honey on her biscuits
I'm on the same timin', don't be movin' different
This dick gon' go across her face, call her "Christian"
You would think she starvin', how she eat it in the kitchen
Flash it in her face, she gon' eat like it's a picnic
She said, "It's too long", hear her screamin' from a distance
Just put ya guard down, cuz' I play my position
I won't break ya heart, baby, that ain't my intentions
No, it ain't, girl
Cuz', you the right one
Baby, i'm a real nigga, I know you would like one
Grab ya hair while I hit it, you got a tight bun
And, that pussy like a muscle, it's a tight one
Hmm-uhh-uh, you know I like ya'
And, you like my favorite food, bae, I wanna bite ya'
The way she gimme' FaceTime, it make me wanna Skype her
The way she ride it, make me wanna be a biker
Ohh-ohh, I do everything for you
Ain't no lies, I tell truth, lil mama'
I'll do everything, for you
Cuz', it's a soft spot inside my heart for you
Do you have a clue? Uh
Do you have clue? Ass so fat, i'm lovin' the view
Got me stuck like a tattoo, lil mama', you my boo
Uh-uh, in the Future, I Wanna Be With You
Girl, I know what you been thru
We gon' stick together like glue, uh
And, we got ties like some shoes
Babygirl, you know I wanna be with you
F*ck with a real nigga, I know what to do
I be in my feelins 'bout you, I be sad and blue
Mm-uhh, uh-uhh-uh, uh
Mm-uhh, uh-uhh-uh, uh-uhh-uh
Mm-uhh, uh-uhh-uh, uh
I Need You to Listen, Listen!
I'ma talk my shit, I Need You to Listen
Let me touch ya body, girl, I wanna kiss it
Whip out the stick like Hockey, girl, i'm tryna hit it
Pin it down like Bobby, I got you addicted
I'ma twirl her, then, put honey on her biscuits
I'm on the same timin', don't be movin' different
This dick gon' go across her face, call her Christian
You would think she starvin', how she eat it in the kitchen
Flash it in her face, she gon' eat like it's a picnic
She said, "It's too long", hear her screamin' from a distance
Just put ya guard down, cuz', I play my position
I won't break ya heart, baby, that ain't my intentions
Ohh-ohh, I do everything for you
Ain't no lies, I tell truth, lil mama'
I'll do everything, for you
Cuz', it's a soft spot inside my heart for you
Do you have a clue? Uh-uh
(Im a Rockstar)
Uh-uh (Im a Rockstar)
(Im a Rockstar)
(Im a Rockstar)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Rockstar)
(Rockstar)
(Rockstar)
(Rockstar, uh)