Budapest
Pook Hustle
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah) Lately been feeling so limitless; I been on fire like Denzel Don’t think that they know who they dealing with I show no mercy for nemesis I cannot wait til’ December hit I’m bouta blow Sega Genesis This is that premium penmanship This beat is too heat I ain’t finished with Shawty so brown I like cinnamon, She brought friends too? Okay send em’ in 2020 I need 20 tens, That’s the warm up make the money dance Big cojones can’t tuck em’ in, If you don’t like me you could suck em' then Own my masters plus the publishing, You ain’t seeing the best, best adjust your lens If your circle square, best adjust your friends Strap your boots, go head cuff your Timbs Making movies Chris Cunningham Seeing seven’s I’m a lucky man Luka Doncic with the Euro-step They love me overseas, Nigeria to Nagasaki; South Korea all the way to Budapest (worldwide, aye-aye) Getting this money, Stacking my chips, Moving too fast, like what did I miss? 3rd eye shit, See my iris, No, not that one cuz it’s too blinding Don’t like em’ clingy that’s too binding I don’t trust Trump or Joe Biden Politicians lie don’t know what they hiding; Don’t care bout' my people then I won’t mind them Finally out my head, I wanna dance; I wanna move, Thou shall not fear, You looking at me, I’m looking at you, This a different level of communication Talk is cheap, that’s why I took the time to understand cues about you; especially your body language 2AM and we drunk 3AM and we faded 4 o’clock we naked Got me thinking about a baby Let’s get outta here, can’t wait no more You smell just like cocoa butter, But, your body taste just like apple sauce Girl I’m really tryna break you off Getting dressed for 2 hours; You taking too long, In the bathroom, Red dress in them high heels, Girl you know me, I got no chill Not tryna mess up your fresh make up, But, you look so good; when I see you my mouth waters my taste buds So, hey love, rose petals by the bathtub, That’s a pigeon baby, why'd you call that shit a grey dove? This way deeper, right now I feel lust, I just want you to trust me for a second, Need your blessing (yeah) 2AM and we drunk 3AM and we faded 4 o’clock and we naked Got me thinking bout' a baby Got me thinking bout' you baby (yeah) Got me thinking bout' a baby (let's get outta here) 2AM and we drunk (I cannot wait no more) 3AM and we faded (I cannot wait no more)
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Written by: BRIAN HECKSTALL, MARK BOUCHER
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