Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Desire, artist - Strick. Date of issue: 31.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Desire |
| Mm, ayy, ayy |
| Uh, uh, yeah |
| She my desire (Yeah), she like a drug, I might have to try her |
| Chargin' the cards out, got me a Bonnie and she a rider |
| Swept through them raids, go put the racks up in the safe |
| Emerald cuts, VV, uh, all in the chain |
| She my desire, I get designer for my bae (Yeah) |
| She my desire, I put diamonds all on my bae, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire, yeah, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire (Yeah) |
| She get what she want, we turn parties up |
| Take the top off and then I Ferrari up (Skrrt) |
| Drivin' crazy, she know I’m on 101 |
| I been flexin', she know that there’s more to come |
| Yeah, Kel-Tec finish 'em just like a round of Mortal Kombat |
| Hey, uh, we took that top spot, we not the runner up |
| Gold medallion, set goals, let’s the mountain, uh |
| With stars, you know they surroundin' us |
| Young nigga got rich, we like Roddy, yuh |
| Hey, yeah, who put the Runtz in the air? |
| The car top, uh, Italian, check out the engine |
| Designer all of my images, I had went up on my intellect, yeah |
| I been busy countin' up checks, that shit been takin' my energy |
| She on the honor roll for the brain that she givin' me, no kidding |
| Jokes up, got the game in a choke, the Rollie blue-face, literally |
| She my desire (Yeah), she like a drug, I might have to try her |
| Chargin' the cards out, got me a Bonnie and she a rider |
| Swept through them raids, go put the racks up in the safe |
| Emerald cuts, VV, uh, all in the chain |
| She my desire, I get designer for my bae (Yeah) |
| She my desire, I put diamonds all on my bae, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire, yeah, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire |
| (Ayy) |
| She want desire, she wanna singer, not like Mariah |
| Grippin' the fire, she down to slide if it’s really dire |
| Give her my secrets, she down to keep it |
| You get Dior for playin' good defense |
| Chanel for your feetsies |
| Prada process, I ain’t ever trippin', word to Scottie Pippen |
| Know I’m with the bull', Gucci slip-in |
| If she want the vintage, she can wear the vintage in the 'Ventador |
| Everybody got the ceiling, bitch, I’m tryna put them stars down in the floor |
| Hard body, bitch, I been a core |
| My bitch is spoiled and I give her more |
| I put the racks in a— |
| Then I hit her from the back like a— (Ayy) |
| She want desire |
| I might have to try her, 'cause she on fire |
| I had her singing |
| I’m 'bout my biz', I might have to sign her |
| Don’t get kicked out the line-up |
| Bench players and they all steppin' right up, right up |
| She my desire (Yeah), she like a drug, I might have to try her |
| Chargin' the cards out, got me a Bonnie and she a rider |
| Swept through them raids, go put the racks up in the safe |
| Emerald cuts, VV, uh, all in the chain |
| She my desire, I get designer for my bae (Yeah) |
| She my desire, I put diamonds all on my bae, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire, yeah, yeah |
| She my desire, 'ire |