These niggas ain’t never had no bad bitch and it shows
They scared of you
I got something for you though
Ayy
(XL Eagle), yeah ayy
I start pouring shots out a new double cup
These niggas got your feelings all screwed up
Girl, I think it’s time to take a break from love
Tryna pick you up and put you down on sumn’
Booked the flight, she ain’t gotta pay for none
Only thing you see is Saint-Tropez for a month
Doors open on the balcony
So you can hear ’em play the mandolin from high up
Yeah, the views look like a post card
Getting out the jet-skis from the boatyard
Smoke, drink and fuck for the most part
Your pussy wavy, girl, and I’m the coastguard
I could put you on, that’s a guarantee
Leave that nigga alone, and come fuck with me
Now, I ain’t saying that I’m Mr. Right
But right now, I know what’s missing in your life
Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (yeah)
Tryna make you bae and take a bae-cay trip
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah, yeah)
Put some ice on you, ’cause it’s overdue
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh-oh)
Give you roses and some reassurance too
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh)
Baby girl, say, “Yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh)
Say, “Yeah-yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Baby girl, say, “Yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (woah, woah, woah)
Say, “Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh)
Gourmet dinner, candle light, champagne
Order ox tail, lamb chop, valet
Everything exclusive when you’re ’round me
Botega feather heels, baby, don’t fly away, no, oh
When I do shit like that, I make her pussy wet
Take you out the jets and put you on a jet, oh, yeah
Anything you want, you get, ’cause you’re manifested
Like the newspaper, girl, you know I’m extra-extra
Sauce professor, I could teach you extra lessons
Fuck all that talking, I can show you better
I can put you on, that’s a guarantee
Leave that nigga alone and get what you need
Now, I ain’t saying that I’m Mr. Right
But right now I know what’s missing in your life
Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (you’re overdue)
Tryna make you bae and take a bae-cay trip
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (cay trip to you)
Put some ice on you, ’cause it’s overdue
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh-oh)
Give you roses and some reassurance too
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh)
Baby girl, say “Yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh)
Say “Yeah-yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh uh-uh-uh)
Say, “Yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (woah, yeah-yeah)
Say, “Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah”
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
It’s overdue
It’s overdue (overdue, whoa, oh)
Touching you
Kissing you
Fucking you
Loving you
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