Lyrics:
Cross, he's a lover
And every girl knows that he's our friend
Well, and I
I declare there's enough of him to share
(Yes, he is) the line stars at the very
baby
You
Got every part of me
Yea
Excuse me pardon me
But
Amazed by your beauty
And
Don’t want to bother you
But
To make you smile is my duty
Yea
Your
an artist first, businessman dead last
Bewildered by the fact your music makes you little cash
Not because it’s trash, because there is no hustle
Bones in
the way you love the way
your tattoos intimidate men
i guess i'm one of them
standin right next to you from way over here
ex-lover and a best friend
we're not
Move your hand from my top
I'll peck her in the joggers and I don't even jog
Just a lover
Word to my mother
You're just undercover
See you
my power
I sell it by the hour
I have it so I market it
You really can't afford it, yeah
Really can't afford it
Shooting stars never stop
Even
my power
I sell it by the hour
I have it so I market it
You really can't afford it, yeah
Really can't afford it
Shooting stars never stop
Even
Niggas pull strings like a guitar
Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
I'm a real soulful nigga
Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
The traffic's so noisy it's a shock
Sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, hookywooky with you
Your ex-lover satchel is here from france
Yet
bein' dead and Tekashi still livin' is a crime
God, you gotta do better, you been fuckin' up lately
Bro, all I hear is Pop Smoke when I turn on my radio
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
when we're dead, the night is still young
Pour another drink, talk that song
'Bout small town lovers, hot summer nights
Midnight dancin' in
wanna be your lover
But maybe we better as friends
(Better as friends)
Yeah-yeah
Lovers & Friends
(Lovers & Friends)
I don't know, should we be lovers
to give you that ooh ooh la la, ooh la la
Lover face, how your ass is pumping sweet licentious songs
Lover face, you're a scandal, your body is so wrong,
would take the stars out the sky for you
(Zagga ziggy zow)
There's nothing in this world that I wouldn't do, ooh
If I could be your girl (zagga zow,
or Olive Garden
Con permiso beg your pardon
Socialista, Calvin Klein
Palace collab Clandestino
Boom - what's yours is mine
Kill me for the reliquary, listen
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
and maybe may you be my lady
I just wanna be right by your side
I know you can be my ride or die
Your ex he is such a stupid guy
Don't know how he could let
(Said words I haven’t before you)
Better than the rest, so better
(Loved someone who is just for you)
Better than my ex, so better
(Baby I just adore,
a track star so she's a runner
Before you go here goes my number
Hit me up cause I'm a lover
Just know there ain't no other
So let me know
If you really
the difference
I keep it close by, walking distance
This whole world is fake, it's as real as you make it
I'm a star like David
Where'd you keep the bonsam?
to move this key
I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot
Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your top
Step out the car, all they see is the gold
All
It's your boy
Lando
Bringing the new vibes mixed with the old vibes
For the one time from the five
One seven (Hey Ms. Lover)
I've been watching you
Breaking all the rules
Or did he pass you by?
He wasn't the right guy
Is your lover still cool?
From a different school
Or did you change your point
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