Paque - Dawson Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh, yo
Leave 'em all in awe son, I be awesome
Chicks be too fake so I had to get to flossin
When you meet me, greet me with some caution
Make the bed creak now she call a nigga Dawson
I really ain't with bull' or commotion
I just wanna see the kitty wetter than the ocean
Three strokes, I'm soaking, hoping I don't bust quick
Blow a chef's kiss, compliments to my buff chick
She be saying that I do something to her
We tryna make that bread, lipa, no Dua
Let's make moves, manoeuvre, might move to Vancouver
All in God's name, we following Yeshua
Yeah sugar, you should know what I'm about
I be thirsty for that loving, all these niggas in a drought
Tryna put a baby in you, not one to kid around
But basically she's babysitting my kids all in her mouth, ha
Damn she's gorgeous, how can I control this
Kitty, make a brother more focused than a Ford is
Uh, and she knows that I'm the coldest
She a star, dawg, Paque macked her with no rizz
Like cotton designed by an earth mother
Come back to earth brother, it could be worse brother
I'on really understand it, I'm from another planet
Savant the cooking here is so outlandish
Speaker knocking they won't understand this
Bet you they can't handle this, but I promise there's no need to panic
Everything you think about
Uh, is thinking about you
So stay protected, roots cemented
Stay in the centre of everything
I sleep fuller nights with you, the fight in you
Remind me that I'm kinda blue, my type of mood