Crush
Rocky Swarve
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She looking out cuz she wanna see the stars on the roof Bad boys never need to show the proof It's all fire when I'm coming out the booth That's true Put the money in the bag and I'm running on side with the gang and the goons (with the goons) They switching sides from red to the blue (to the blue) Couple bitches tryna play me for a fool, but they don't know what to do Swarve coming in smooth So I ask them What you really want? Is it Gucci or that saint Laurent? She be acting all bad, like I ain't the one I can pull up on the beach right under the sun So I ask her What you really want? Is it Gucci or that saint Laurent? She be acting all mad, like I ain't the one I can tell that love me, she just playing dumb Roll it over, let me bruk your waist (bruk your waist) Let me touch, I just wanna get a taste Stay patient, no racing I be smoking on loud like Jamaicans Roll it over, let me bruk your waist (bruk your waist) Let me touch, I just wanna get a taste Stay patient, no racing I be smoking on loud like Jamaicans Like baby Sow touch, don't rush A piece baby, I ain't asking for much She tell me say that SWARVE be her crush Now she ride it till I'm tempted to bust Like baby Sow touch, don't rush A piece baby, I ain't asking for much She tell me say that SWARVE be her crush Now she ride it till I'm tempted to bust And mi move like senator 5 star general If they wan move tell em level up And the ice on my ain't regular One eye when I sleep like I'm fetty wap Take a look around, gun sounds bring the hammers out From Kingston, her waist move like a roundabout (spin it) I'm too clean, can't cheat like a married man Down south my gs move like their Taliban Now you can see all the money that brag about If he wan feat tell that gee bring the right amount I'm all good you can see by bank account And on me Two baddies I can't without So I ask them What you really want? Is it Gucci or that saint Laurent? She be acting all bad, like I ain't the one I can pull up on the beach right under the sun So I ask her What you really want? Is it Gucci or that saint Laurent? She be moving all mad, like I ain't the one I can tell that love me, she just playing dumb Roll it over, let me bruk your waist (bruk your waist) Let me touch, I just wanna get a taste Stay patient, no racing I be smoking on loud like Jamaicans Roll it over, let me bruk your waist (bruk your waist) Let me touch, I just wanna get a taste Stay patient, no racing I be smoking on loud like Jamaicans Like baby Sow touch, don't rush A piece baby, I ain't asking for much She tell me say that SWARVE be her crush Now she ride it till I'm tempted to bust Like baby Sow touch, don't rush A piece baby, I ain't asking for much She tell me say that SWARVE be her crush Now she ride it till I'm tempted to bust
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