Lyrics You - Specifics, Mr. Goodvibes

You

Nuff foolin round with the smooth sound chat let’s move now
You gettin goose bumps from contact and
Cute laughin and look down in truth when i kick back and brood the
Lit moon
My age group we lift foods and hit it like
Soft with the lip like how i wanna kiss you
Chronic on my fingertip sniff
Garment on her midriff armor from the mic snakecharmer’s gift
Mamma mia, a lot of talk see ya on the missed caller screen of peeps
Holla
Atcha beeper
Saw ya in my sleep with the bra missin
Broad listen
Hard not to treat like a audition
And defy all precognition
And we both strippin each others body with our eyeballs
And i don’t know, but i know that neither one of us wanna hold back
And we fronting but
Its a whole act, yo a lunch thing, something you wanted to say
Hey, i’m wondering
Is it ok if i could sit close lay and make sure it stays safe for us
My old flame
(goodie)
Hey girl remember when it was us
Gave me my first love and my first touch
Im trying to get another feel
You got the cards shorty tell me what the deal
But nah really its a no go silly
Its a sin for me to want to hit the stripper with a part of me
Setlle for a little brittle artery, spittle in the sea, a whole of fish
Still in reach
Pardon me
Im slowin up my roll misses stole kisses under mistletoe
Full of colt four fifths and piss
And fo rizzle though gold knows if it’s no signal form the go, go with it
Yo
If its let’s get physical im cool for a minute but the shit’s dommed
Right
From beginning
And you know me, so deep we was rollin in the past and half close
To coming to blows
The team hold hands i reflect like a dream and you in the cast, in the
Back
Stand next to me
Life is just, fucked up
Take a couple, shake em up, toss like trying to make doubles
Trouble in the finest way, find a way to stay spending time as a friend
Sing the night away
Hey
I would never rather end it
You titter at his blather
A rather fine friendship