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Notebook P - Lust lyrics

Artist: Notebook P

album: A Fool's Paradise


Think you need to get away
It's like 1 AM and you hit up me with, "Are you up, babe?"
It's chiming in, and I hit you back with "Are you okay?"
Cuz you got a man and I ain't the one to get in the way, no
But believe me, you just made it too goddamn easy
Told me he ain't there when he's needed
He's a child and you're tired of dealing
Think you're falling out of your feelings
Are you good with words? You're deceiving
She said, "Boy, you got it twisted
I don't need a witness, I just need a big"
Oh, you need a getaway
I'll be the man for it, I planned for it, I'm damn sure it's
Something that I wanna do, I just need me a clue of the source
I don't want a problem, I know you foreign and can ride like a Porsche
That's why I'm doing 100 on a 60
I'm staying in, I'm dropping 50
Know it wasn't the plan initially
But I'm really bout it girl, you get me?
Pro with the beat, I'm like 40 Shebib
30 for green and the plug is the team
Stashin' the wave like we duckin' Police
Live in the burb, but got ears in the bean
Yeah it's all cool and it's all free
Girl, it's all you and it's all me
You look bomb nude, might be something sweet
What we gon' do stays in the sheets
Just lust, lust, lust
Just lust, lust, lust
It ain't nothin' but some
Lust, lust
Just lust, lust, lust
Lust, lust
Look so good make ya eyes go back
Good weed rolled, high contact
I feel the lust from the eye contact
Eye of the tiger when I pounce on that
Like who's you tryna kid? I gave you a rib
You gave me some lip, then gave me some, hmm
Now we better as friends? Alright
One night only, made it pop like Chris
Not too many who could love like kid
I seen lies through my closed eyelids
Speed through the wind, Chi town for a trip
Big bag, big bag, one way trip
Big mad, big mad, nails get chipped
Hash tag, hash tag, hoes ain't shit
I gotta dip, it's late as shit
Like 5 o'clock on the dot, getting guap, billy bop
Getting top, lemme stop, tryna cop good herb
Megan Fox, Halle Berry, Mariah Carey, odd ball like Scary Terry
Lemme throw this Hail Mary wit my lust
Let's get comfy in the cut
I'll stall on the love, I'm all for the
Lust, lust, lust
Just lust, lust, lust
It ain't nothin' but some lust, lust
Just lust, lust, lust
Lust, lust

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