Lookin' for a thing or 2, to do tonight
The room light is glistening on you
Tonight is gonna fly
My hands are on your thighs
Oh I didn't mean to be rude
Said we could make love tonight
But my girl's at the crib tonight
So
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
This could be a song bout love but my money's more important than you
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
'Room light is glistening on you'
This could be a song bout love but my money is more important than you
'I didn't mean to be'
You as slow as a terrapin
I love eating crabs cuz my family from Maryland
I'm a 3rd gen American, 'African'
You think I'm just rapping but this beat is my therapist
I'm embedded in confidence
While you sleeping on arrogance
Push people out my circle to circulate air again
Pull up with the squad like I came with caravan
Always land up on my feet, just like a pair of vans
Pull up with the tech, it's not info
They duck the work like it's limbo
Asked shawty if she'd f*ck with me
Even if she been low
She just got her nails done,
She still down ten toes
Yeah damn right bro
Yeah this is my flow
I'm lowkey like a high note
I get better as the time goes
Leave an imprint on people
Lays it down like vinyl
Huh yeah, I know
Hard headed like a rhino
Call me an igloo
Because the way that I glow
Need a reminder
My voice is the side note
Or you could use Siri
If you're seriously iPhone
While I build my pipeline
It's coming with some pipe bombs
When I hop up on a track
I can go miles long
I will never stop
So start working on my tombstone
Hollup, huh
You got the moods wrong
Beat hot & cold like it's two tone
Yeah n**** you know
KiLo2CaLi - Klassy Lyrics
KiLo2CaLi - Klassy Lyrics
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Lookin' for a thing or 2, to do tonight
The room light is glistening on you
Tonight is gonna fly
My hands are on your thighs
Oh I didn't mean to be rude
Said we could make love tonight
But my girl's at the crib tonight
So
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
This could be a song bout love but my money's more important than you
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
'Room light is glistening on you'
This could be a song bout love but my money is more important than you
'I didn't mean to be'
You as slow as a terrapin
I love eating crabs cuz my family from Maryland
I'm a 3rd gen American, 'African'
You think I'm just rapping but this beat is my therapist
I'm embedded in confidence
While you sleeping on arrogance
Push people out my circle to circulate air again
Pull up with the squad like I came with caravan
Always land up on my feet, just like a pair of vans
Pull up with the tech, it's not info
They duck the work like it's limbo
Asked shawty if she'd f*ck with me
Even if she been low
She just got her nails done,
She still down ten toes
Yeah damn right bro
Yeah this is my flow
I'm lowkey like a high note
I get better as the time goes
Leave an imprint on people
Lays it down like vinyl
Huh yeah, I know
Hard headed like a rhino
Call me an igloo
Because the way that I glow
Need a reminder
My voice is the side note
Or you could use Siri
If you're seriously iPhone
While I build my pipeline
It's coming with some pipe bombs
When I hop up on a track
I can go miles long
I will never stop
So start working on my tombstone
Hollup, huh
You got the moods wrong
Beat hot & cold like it's two tone
Yeah n**** you know
The room light is glistening on you
Tonight is gonna fly
My hands are on your thighs
Oh I didn't mean to be rude
Said we could make love tonight
But my girl's at the crib tonight
So
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
This could be a song bout love but my money's more important than you
We should make this quick cuz my impulses are running few
'Room light is glistening on you'
This could be a song bout love but my money is more important than you
'I didn't mean to be'
You as slow as a terrapin
I love eating crabs cuz my family from Maryland
I'm a 3rd gen American, 'African'
You think I'm just rapping but this beat is my therapist
I'm embedded in confidence
While you sleeping on arrogance
Push people out my circle to circulate air again
Pull up with the squad like I came with caravan
Always land up on my feet, just like a pair of vans
Pull up with the tech, it's not info
They duck the work like it's limbo
Asked shawty if she'd f*ck with me
Even if she been low
She just got her nails done,
She still down ten toes
Yeah damn right bro
Yeah this is my flow
I'm lowkey like a high note
I get better as the time goes
Leave an imprint on people
Lays it down like vinyl
Huh yeah, I know
Hard headed like a rhino
Call me an igloo
Because the way that I glow
Need a reminder
My voice is the side note
Or you could use Siri
If you're seriously iPhone
While I build my pipeline
It's coming with some pipe bombs
When I hop up on a track
I can go miles long
I will never stop
So start working on my tombstone
Hollup, huh
You got the moods wrong
Beat hot & cold like it's two tone
Yeah n**** you know
Writer: Emmanuel Royster
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid