Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rounds , by - 2KBABY. Release date: 28.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rounds |
| I don’t understand it |
| Know I cause a lot of damage, yeah |
| Fall in love, I never planned it, oh |
| But I really try to manage, yeah |
| Why you drippin' like a bandit? |
| If you want it, I’ma hand it, yeah |
| But you really couldn’t stand it, go |
| Will I find true love? |
| Yeah |
| Well now you dealin' with a thug |
| A nigga always actin' rough |
| Don’t know who do drugs (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| A nigga got it out the mud, uh |
| Got |
| without my slugs, you know that’s a must |
| My eyes move |
| , yeah |
| I’ve been runnin' up, I put ten on the truck |
| I pull up, like damn who he was, yeah |
| That bitch thick as fuck, but |
| Get to fuckin', then I tell her what’s up, yeah |
| Spent ten on my bitch just because, yeah |
| Spend ten just to get out the club, yeah |
| I’m doin' it up and I’m doin' too much (Ayy), but I feel like I ain’t got |
| enough, yeah |
| Roundin', yeah |
| (We've been goin' round and round and round) |
| I ain’t fuckin' with these niggas, I ain’t fuckin' with these bitches |
| Should’ve, would’ve, could’ve did it |
| You ain’t really with it |
| Shawty |
| rich nigga |
| She be fuckin' with the type that sellin' out the zip nigga, yeah |
| Baby, not to mention, I’m a sick nigga |
| Got a problem, sip it, but that shit make me a lit nigga, yeah |
| I’ma hit you back when I get with ya, yeah |
| Don’t know how to act to the thick hitter, yeah |
| All these bitches really want a stick nigga, yeah |
| All these bitches really want the dick nigga, yeah, yeah |
| Pull up on a Friday, I’ma hit it sideways |
| Tell me how you wanna go, I’ma do it my way |
| We can do it fast and slow, hit it at a high rate |
| Take it down like dominoes, give that pussy migraines |
| Let me put a leg up when I sped up |
| Shawty kept on getting wetter, but she fed up |
| Baby, we can do whatever, I do it better |
| I just love you, keep your head up, head up |
| Roundin', yeah |
| Roundin', yeah |
| (We've been goin' round and round and round) |
| We’ve been fuckin' for a minute |
| Girl, you know that you the sickest |
| Once she suckin', she be spittin' |
| Yeah, she really with it |
| Will I find true love? |
| Yeah |
| Well now you dealin' with a thug |
| A nigga always actin' rough |
| Don’t know who do drugs (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| A nigga got it out the mud, uh |
| Got |
| without my slugs, you know that’s a must |
| My eyes move |
| , yeah |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah |
| Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah |