R-Three - Between the sheets Lyrics

Ayy I swear she a freak when we under the sheets
Told my partner get off of them drugs get out of his body whenever he geeked
And these niggas be thinkin' it's sweet Tryna get off on me that's a dumb ass decision
I'm knockin' shit off of they feet Kinda hard not to think about brodie
But he flyin' high ni a nigga can't sleep
And i swea I get out of my body That shit thea fasho
How you beef with a nigga you broke Giving hand outs to niggas you love
And they turn they back yeah that shit hurt the most
Pray that all of my niggas uh make it kno times be hard
But that shit gotta go I get money from Sunday to Monday
And flex on they ass that shit on the floor for sure
Said she likin' the way I receive her In Miami I still keep a heater
Told that boy I don't f*ck with them people That's why onna hip you gon' always see nina
And she f*ck me in the best can't lie But I can't put eggs in her like it's Easter
And I'm sendin' shit straight to the sky And these bitches get hot like a motherf*ckin' fever
I swear It get hot like a motherf*ckin' fever And niggas be sicker than ever
I had a talk with the most high keeping me safe Feel like I been in touch with the devil
She claimin' she was the realest that I ever had No I got some shit way better
Thinkin' that i was the dumbest i get out of character
Tellin' these bitches not ever
And I'm on some whole new shit huh This a brand new ain't this bitch got a kick
Look deep in your eyes can't tell if you all in or not So you gotta get
And these niggas be clear See through f*cking with me you'll get your ass hit
I stay out of these lil' niggas' way Cause I been done crash that's just how I get
And i swea she a freak when we under the sheet Tell my partner get off of them drugs
Get out of his body whenever he geeked And these niggas be thinkin' it's sweet
Tryna get off of me that's a dumb ass decision I'm knockin' shit off of they feet
Kinda hard not to think about brodie But he flying high now a nigga can't sleep
And i swea I get out of my body That shit thea fasho how you beef with a nigga
You broke Giving hand out to niggas you love
They turning they back yeah that shit hurt the most
Pray that all of my niggas uh make it kno times Be hard but that shit gotta go
I get money from Sunday to Monday And flex on they ass that shit on the floor
For sure