kiss

your ex was a dog, but you knew that shit already, now a little bit of puppy fat, moaning 'bout your belly, stressin' 'bout your best sides, take time, and you took about a million pictures already, you far from a hoe but you dressin' like a jezzy, backin' it up like a pro is gonna make me catch a semi, semi, where did your drink go, take mine, don't worry 'bout the bill, we ain't gotta pay it, now she jumpin' round here bare footed, bitches can't test her, you got that recipe that make me wanna undress ya, so here, we have to stay here all night, cause rockin' out with you here would be my pleasure, it's a good sign, you're sendin' chills to my spine, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack, tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that, you can put it on your twitter or your insta, either way, he's gonna miss ya and i throw that right back, this ain't a crime, turn down the lights, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, cause now i see you like my best friend, would you be my best friend, who's this young ugly dude, lie in like the yes men, and i'm not too embarrassed to take my bitch to paris, and we can't even eat lavish when i take her out in the westend, woah, that's kinda evil, don't let me blame my ego, ayo, drop me your number or at least write down your email, my hands are on her waistline, he's buggin' on her facetime, it's poppin' off cause my baby, you should change that shit to waste man, you got that recipe that make me wanna undress ya, jumpin' round here bare footed, bitches can't test her, and let me just say one thing, i swear on my life i could fuck with you forever, it's a good sign, you're sendin' chills to my spine, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack, tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that, you can put it on your twitter or your insta, either way, he's gonna miss ya and i throw that right back, this ain't a crime, turn down the lights, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, it's a good sign, you're sendin' chills to my spine, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack, tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that, you can put it on your twitter or your insta, either way, he's gonna miss ya and i throw that right back, this ain't a crime, turn down the lights, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine, this ain't a crime, turn down the lights, but me no want a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya, can't cope unless it's all mine