Lyrics:
Sidle up to me my little pussycat
Lay down here in my warm lap
Cuddle up to me my little pussycat
Curl up here in my warm lap
Lipstick and blush
Eyeliner
The party jumped off sound the round of applause
This the warm-up lap for anybody involved
She said she's into RnB and not really rappers
I said "Bet" threw
back?
No, I ain't even a runner but I'm still on track
And I'm feeling what I'm spitting as I'm laying these facts
And this ain't even a warm-up lap and I
I'm business minded so sitting plotting about all this mileage
And this here is my warm up lap
After this shit drop they giving me accolades boy hold my
at that
Put my blood sweat in tears in rap
Then put my foot in that
I ran a hundred laps for a warm up
Aint even break a sweat
For all that fake love they
Znów warm up myślę jedź pięknie łap tą szmatę
Na spontany mam monopol Red Jędker Hasbro Mattel
Zły dotyk te wszystkie koty ich rap do mnie nie trafi
NFB Gang man
You kno I be on like
Ion kno probably like my 15th lap probably
I aint een counting no mo
I just keep runnin
Ya hear me
Runnin these
lap
L A P D A N C E
Bring that ass here and get this twenty piece
I see you working
Got my lap a callin’
Ran up a check went and got a bag
Got this
for di last lap
I gear up for di last lap
Been waiting for di last lap
To hold you on di last lap
And jam you on di last lap
It's you and me for last
talking about War
You don't know nothing
Open your eyes
Lap it up, Lap it up
The whole world is changing, in front Of your eyes
You're a warrior
Stock
Turn the radio up and we can have a good time
Got me feeling like J.J. on Good Times
Back when Thelma had that ass, hope the fam good
My sister said
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm it up for me
Warm
cold
(Sit On My Lap)
I was born a raised
Cold hearted aint got no chill
I need that warm embrace
I play my cards just how they delt
Ma im just callin
of doin damage
As I design the genuine line
Now who flattop rules in eighty-nine?
Warm it up, Kane
Warm it up, Kane
Warm it up, Kane
Warm it up
Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause
the airwaves are clogged up
But the fickle they, lap it up
They need to be drowned in condiments
And left to ponder sense
Warm smiles, they do not make you
Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that
hook)
Uh, she wanna sit in my lap
she wanna sit in my lap
she wanna sit in my lap, huh
she wanna sit in my lap
Uh, she wanna sit in my lap
she wanna
I'm a thick motherfucker, I sit this on his lap
With my hand on his shooter, I lay them niggas back
Got somethin' for them niggas that react
I'm
I can't date a guy Who don't have up to 4 million Naira inside he's Account
Your broke brother na for who
Your broke brothers them na For who
I say
7
Victory lap, this is my victory lap
You know my money came in
And I got 50 in cash
Victory lap, this is my victory lap
You know my money came in
Ooo, yeah
Just like that
Girl wanna go on my lap, lap, lap
She wanna go from the back, back, back
She wanna go, make it clap, clap, clap like
Run it up
Warm up warm up warm up then baby work it out
Baby work it out
Warm up warm up warm up then baby work it out
Baby work it out
Warm up warm up warm
Yeah man
Big up Flarve
It's different now
It's warming up now, it's warming up now
The game's all hot, I'm gonna warm up now
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