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Yung Wavy - No Limit Lyrics



Yung Wavy - No Limit Lyrics
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Girl your too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping open open and you dripping
Eastside downtown feeling good baby
Caught you after hours like I knew I would baby
International she think a youngin could make it
No matter the lighting shawty looking good naked
Picture perfect timing shorty got a room vacant
Now I'm slip and sliding down under yo hood baby
Damn the way she wilding off the x I should've taken
Off the x I should've taken
Like it's one two three all eyes on me
God damn you look good in that driver seat
Put ya hands up if you follow me
Same hands behind ya back when you swallow me
Said she got a new man but she all on me
Daddi tatted right wrist for them thighs on me
Shorty look sexy but her vibe lonely
Smoke good weed she bless I sneeze
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping open open and you dripping
Like baby what you been on
Girl I know you're lonely
See it through the waves on my phone
Voices telling me that I should pick it up
But I feel like I'm gone let you ring it up
Cuz I'm tired of you giving me that fake love
Then turn around and think that all we'll do is make up
Shorty f*cking wit my patience time to wake up
Like go ahead and stack some bread and get yo cake up
Focus on just what you got and get you weight up
Keep yo head up out the gutta start to take dubs
Shorty you f*cking wit a real one I don't fake none yeah
Guess it's time we make love
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Girl your too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping open open and you dripping
Eastside downtown feeling good baby
Caught you after hours like I knew I would baby
International she think a youngin could make it
No matter the lighting shawty looking good naked
Picture perfect timing shorty got a room vacant
Now I'm slip and sliding down under yo hood baby
Damn the way she wilding off the x I should've taken
Off the x I should've taken
Like it's one two three all eyes on me
God damn you look good in that driver seat
Put ya hands up if you follow me
Same hands behind ya back when you swallow me
Said she got a new man but she all on me
Daddi tatted right wrist for them thighs on me
Shorty look sexy but her vibe lonely
Smoke good weed she bless I sneeze
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping
Girl you're too smooth you don't got no limit
Maxed out credit cards she don't watch her spending
Body too gorgeous hypnotic eyes spinning
I can tell it's sensual the way yo body shifting
Flipping through my brain I'm hoping this time I can fix it
And she don't sixty-nine because she'd rather ninety-six it
Light another blizzy put yo as up to the ceiling
Eat it from the back got you open and ya dripping open open and you dripping
Like baby what you been on
Girl I know you're lonely
See it through the waves on my phone
Voices telling me that I should pick it up
But I feel like I'm gone let you ring it up
Cuz I'm tired of you giving me that fake love
Then turn around and think that all we'll do is make up
Shorty f*cking wit my patience time to wake up
Like go ahead and stack some bread and get yo cake up
Focus on just what you got and get you weight up
Keep yo head up out the gutta start to take dubs
Shorty you f*cking wit a real one I don't fake none yeah
Guess it's time we make love
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer: Damian King, Decon Smith, Emanuel Officer, Philip Churchill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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