Hey There (feat. Future)

Future Hendrix DeJ Loaf, I got you, baby You got what I want (that's right) You got what I want (yeah, yeah) And I got what you need Hey there, hey there Freeband gang What we doin', what we doin'? Hey there, hey there (yeah, yeah baby) Hey there, hey there (try to turn up on 'em) Hey there, hey there (I see you lookin' good) Hey there, hey there (fuck these hoes, nigga) Hey there (aye, what we doin'?) Hey there (aye, what we doin' then?) Hey there, hey there (aye, what we doin' baby?) (Aye, what we doin' then?) I still taste you on my lips, yeah I do Last night we made love 'til the sun came I know it's hard when I leave, I'm not with you But when I'm gone, hold it down You're my love thing You be doin' it, that one and two, that four thing Let's slow it down a bit, I'll hit you with that foreplay Hop on top, I start to ride you, that's that horseplay Strip for my baby, bitch, we ballin', that's that sports play I love you, I love you Oh, I feel it all in my stomach You a monster, baby, baby I want you I'm starin' you in the eyes and tellin' you that I want it Ain't no shame in my game, I'm a feind, I'm a junkie You need a line of my love, put this pussy all on you I got you bumpin' and grindin' Got me screamin' and moanin' Who's knockin' at the door? My legs locked right now Hey there, hey there (yeah, yeah, baby) Hey there, hey there (try to turn up on 'em) Hey there, hey there (I see you lookin' good) Hey there, hey there (fuck these hoes, nigga) Hey there (aye, what we doin'?) Hey there (aye, what we doin' then?) Hey there, hey there (aye, what we doin' baby?) (Aye, what we doin' then?) I ain't tryna spare you, baby, ain't no tire, my trunk I get to come at you at least a hundred times out the month Soon as you wake, baby, ride on me, just for breakfast Paparazzi wastin' time if they're tryna catch us I done hit her with the new wave, she go crazy 'bout the D And say fuck the earth, it's us against everybody You on a team now, baby, yeah, Pat Riley You with a king now, it's only right you shine like a queen And I still taste you on my lips, oh yeah, I do When we make love we on the top of the moon But that, oh, oh say my name now Put my nose in that pussy, give you head now She know I get that mula, man trappin' is a habit We ballin' every night, baby, woah Kemosabe Ain't no shame in my game, I'm a feind, I'm a junkie Whoever knockin' at the door I told 'em I got to have it, what's poppin'? Hey there, hey there (yeah, yeah baby) Hey there, hey there (try to turn up on 'em) Hey there, hey there (I see you lookin' good) Hey there, hey there (fuck these hoes, nigga) Hey there (aye, what we doin'?) Hey there (aye, what we doin' then?) Hey there, hey there (aye, what we doin' baby?) (Aye, what we doin' then?) And I still taste you on my lips, oh yeah, I do When we make love we on the top of the moon But that oh, oh say my name now Put my nose in that pussy, give you head now She know I get that mula, man trappin' is a habit We ballin' every night, baby, woah Kemosabe Ain't no shame in my game, I'm a feind, I'm a junkie Whoever knockin' at the door I told 'em I got to have it, what's poppin'?