Ain't What You Want

Lyrics

You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis)
 She like that
 She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that
 She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
 Yeah, she start to feel it, she hide it in my eyes
 Yeah, she only silling, clone ashes in the skies
 Yeah, she I'm a killing, a murder in disguise
 Yeah, she got that real one, dropped out and give me five.
 My east coast feels, my west coast hides
 My bounce out rhythm to the g string minus
 My male west swimming, these two minutes
 The body not body with the gee not in it
 Hands in the air, I rip your city
 You're backing out on me, you shake those titties.
 You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis)
 She like that
 She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that
 She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high.
 Yeah, dem true religions, wrap nice and ride me tight
 Uhh, make a decision, 'till that goes on a ride
 Yes, switch your position, it's time I let you drive
 Uh, come get this pimping, this pimping in your eyes.
 Use that tool, 'cause you not get her
 I tell you one time, real niggas don't stutter
 Ak love, 'cause I keep that cut off
 Melt you in a brief, not get it like butter
 Drinks all night, champagne and other
 Smoke 'till your lungs get bored, don't stop now
 'Cause I know what you want, I know what you want.
 Came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis)
 She like that
 She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that
 She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high.
 I know what you need, you better hollow at me
 Say you want me, come on and ride it, baby, ride it
 You got it, don't hide it, you buy that.
 You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis)
 She like that
 She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that
 She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high
 Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high.

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Song Details

Duration
04:02
Key
11
Tempo
120 BPM

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