Yeah
Yeah
Tribe
More emotion bruh
I got you
Look Ion tell you I miss you I book a plane ticket
Pics from vacation that thing glisten I gotta hit it
Them hips curve like when niggas shoot shots and miss it
That body bang like a gang member I playin' with ya
But who been layin with ya who been stayin' with ya
Sunday mornin' I'm in church prayin' with ya on god like
Who you calling late night to get that great pipe
Know you in the gym that waist right
I gotta pour you brown you hate white
You the Marvin Gaye and Babyface type
Meet me in the room we bout to play fight
I show you justice like love letters and rose petals
That tone setter bend it over let me gone stretch ya
I seen you dressed in heels you got sex appeal
That pussy give me that heaven feel but you a devil still
Yo flight land I pick you up
Dick you down lick you up
Kill that thang now zip it up you know what's up yeah
Look
Eyes been weighing low
Eyes been feeling like tired arms when you shovel snow
I've been spending plenty of time, you been going ghost
I've been keeping eyes on the prize like we 4-0
Just so you know
All of them days I been cockblocking keeping guys from jumping in your box like they hopscotching
Mrs. Caroline I know you like to ride to that Andre 3000
I switch to Erika Badu when you not riding
Time flies like throwing clocks out windows or something else
I get it wet, tonight I'm going swimming I'm doing laps
I get it wet it's like I'm going swimming I'm Michael Phelps
I get it wet tonight I'm on my woman like new Chanel, miss you Chanel
Ohh
Tell me what's the move
I'm like empty pockets I have nothing else to lose
I'm like sensitive skin I am very easily bruised
Don't take anything to the heart when you're dealing with garden tools
Thought you knew that yeah
Kayidee - VeneèShalyn (feat. Dre Majesty) Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Tribe
More emotion bruh
I got you
Look Ion tell you I miss you I book a plane ticket
Pics from vacation that thing glisten I gotta hit it
Them hips curve like when niggas shoot shots and miss it
That body bang like a gang member I playin' with ya
But who been layin with ya who been stayin' with ya
Sunday mornin' I'm in church prayin' with ya on god like
Who you calling late night to get that great pipe
Know you in the gym that waist right
I gotta pour you brown you hate white
You the Marvin Gaye and Babyface type
Meet me in the room we bout to play fight
I show you justice like love letters and rose petals
That tone setter bend it over let me gone stretch ya
I seen you dressed in heels you got sex appeal
That pussy give me that heaven feel but you a devil still
Yo flight land I pick you up
Dick you down lick you up
Kill that thang now zip it up you know what's up yeah
Look
Eyes been weighing low
Eyes been feeling like tired arms when you shovel snow
I've been spending plenty of time, you been going ghost
I've been keeping eyes on the prize like we 4-0
Just so you know
All of them days I been cockblocking keeping guys from jumping in your box like they hopscotching
Mrs. Caroline I know you like to ride to that Andre 3000
I switch to Erika Badu when you not riding
Time flies like throwing clocks out windows or something else
I get it wet, tonight I'm going swimming I'm doing laps
I get it wet it's like I'm going swimming I'm Michael Phelps
I get it wet tonight I'm on my woman like new Chanel, miss you Chanel
Ohh
Tell me what's the move
I'm like empty pockets I have nothing else to lose
I'm like sensitive skin I am very easily bruised
Don't take anything to the heart when you're dealing with garden tools
Thought you knew that yeah
Yeah
Tribe
More emotion bruh
I got you
Look Ion tell you I miss you I book a plane ticket
Pics from vacation that thing glisten I gotta hit it
Them hips curve like when niggas shoot shots and miss it
That body bang like a gang member I playin' with ya
But who been layin with ya who been stayin' with ya
Sunday mornin' I'm in church prayin' with ya on god like
Who you calling late night to get that great pipe
Know you in the gym that waist right
I gotta pour you brown you hate white
You the Marvin Gaye and Babyface type
Meet me in the room we bout to play fight
I show you justice like love letters and rose petals
That tone setter bend it over let me gone stretch ya
I seen you dressed in heels you got sex appeal
That pussy give me that heaven feel but you a devil still
Yo flight land I pick you up
Dick you down lick you up
Kill that thang now zip it up you know what's up yeah
Look
Eyes been weighing low
Eyes been feeling like tired arms when you shovel snow
I've been spending plenty of time, you been going ghost
I've been keeping eyes on the prize like we 4-0
Just so you know
All of them days I been cockblocking keeping guys from jumping in your box like they hopscotching
Mrs. Caroline I know you like to ride to that Andre 3000
I switch to Erika Badu when you not riding
Time flies like throwing clocks out windows or something else
I get it wet, tonight I'm going swimming I'm doing laps
I get it wet it's like I'm going swimming I'm Michael Phelps
I get it wet tonight I'm on my woman like new Chanel, miss you Chanel
Ohh
Tell me what's the move
I'm like empty pockets I have nothing else to lose
I'm like sensitive skin I am very easily bruised
Don't take anything to the heart when you're dealing with garden tools
Thought you knew that yeah
Writer: Brandon Roundtree, Dre Majesty, Jaborri Roundtree
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Kayidee
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Brandon Roundtree, Dre Majesty, Jaborri Roundtree