Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Manipulation 2 , by - Wale. Release date: 28.04.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Manipulation 2 |
| I got that better love that no one better love |
| That here today and gone tomorrow but this forever love |
| Lemme mind you til your vagina is wet enough |
| And fill your mind with pleasant thoughts of champagne by ya tub. |
| Rose petals as you walk. you know the floor don’t need ta see ya. |
| I got that good stroke come be my mona lisa. |
| Ya see them other guys pay they mind to your physical features |
| And I can admire ya body but ya mind is much deepa |
| And I found me a keepa |
| And I found me a winner. |
| And I found me a queen. what we eatin for dinner? |
| U know I cook it and clean it and do wateva for ya. |
| Black motha of the earth you kno I forever owe ya I will never ignore ya cuz I’m foreva loyal |
| Lets fall in love lemme put my seed in ya soil |
| See it’d be a honor to create life wit ya Can I lay right wit ya? |
| And wake you up wit light kisses? |
| Goodmorning sunshine see the more I see ya eyes is the more that I admire ya. |
| Whenever you tired I be right there beside the pillow talk and confide |
| Make ya secrets all mine may I sleep between ya thighs and wake up deeply in Ur heart in your mind for foreva and repeat when we get up? |
| I ain’t even gon front girl I think you is the one |
| So lets fall asleep with the moon and I will greet you with the sun |
| That scurry love, never get married love. |
| I got that fuck you and make you love me temporary love |
| I just pick and roll these hoes |
| I don’t even know these hoes |
| I cut em first cut em deep I fuckn sheryl crow these hoes. |
| Have that pussy like some water hose. |
| And I’ma need to cum first yea yall turn be optional |
| Modify your posture hoe mothafuck a casa no you cant see mi casa |
| We gon rock at this econolodge |
| U know I’m stickin to that proper code. |
| Strapped up lock and load |
| Go stiff that condom broke. |
| I ain’t no baby father hoe, fuck that baby father shit. |
| I don’t respect no brain unless we talkin that saliva spit |
| Hoe I got a lot of bread lot of whips lot of chicks |
| U can be demolished and be gone without acknowledgement. |
| This is how it gotta be this is how I gotta live I don’t care about your drive |
| unless you talkn ridin dick. |
| U is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch know I am sick, |
| I am sick of women treatin men like that lotto ticket |
| My shit ain’t no scratch and win. |
| U just tryna get over so baby get over. here and get it open get it open get it open get it open… |