Lyrics

Know what's on your mind Break you off Always on yo mind Break you off Saw what's on yo mind Break you off Tryna get behind it Break you off Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Damn you look good And you bad baby listen You even look good When you mad and you trippin But get out yo bag And get this bag It ain't so sad When them diamonds glistening She just called me over can't wait I love it when she cook a nigga plate When the sex so good you can't hate When the sex so good you can't wait Im so proud of you Cause damn yo body Lookin real good with the weight gain Working so hard tryna get that peach Everyday of the week till the shape came Lookin like a stallion love when you ride it You rode it all night till the day came You a good girl and freak in the sheets But you always on track like a freight train I be spazzin in it Stroking that beating that pussy up Straight out the frame I be lasting in it Now she ain't never tryna call Her nigga no more he a lame I know he mad I'm winning It's not my fault he ain't me Nigga stay in yo lane She gone count this cash she with it I just took his girl I don't really think he even understand Look nigga this bag is different Know what's on your mind Break you off Always on yo mind Break you off Saw what's on yo mind Break you off Tryna get behind it Break you off Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you We love the xanies But fuck off the percies Her man keep calling He lurking he thirsty She just ignored him Like no interruptions She took her panties off Smiling and twerking She wanna fuck Cause a young nigga ballin The same reason why Other bitches be calling Cause they wanna taste something real Like I'm the last one of my breed So they fallin I can't control when them bitches be talking Like I can't control What them bitches be saying You play your roll Say them nigga just talking But girl I know better Them niggas ain't playing You want the truth But you don't know the meaning Like there ain't no reason For you to be hating You got some demons And I got some demons But that ain't no reason For you to be satan It's the fire in your eyes for me Yeah It's the pain you see inside of me Yeah It's the thickness in your thighs for me yea Yeah Girl you and me just need some privacy Yeah Know what's on your mind Break you off Always on yo mind Break you off Saw what's on yo mind Break you off Tryna get behind it Break you off Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you Hey I need you
Writer(s): George Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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