Lyrics: Carl Mitchell/Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Music: Carl Mitchell/Jayceon Terrell Taylor
(Intro: Jeremih) Ayy, oh-oh (Oh-oh)
(Verse 1: Twista)
Rubi's Rose Every since I was a Knickerbocker lookin' at bitches' bottom
I was knowin' that I would just get to rock 'em and stick 'em proper
When my pockets and styles got fat as a hippopotamus
I got with her, then I'ma get on top of her (Ooh)
Peepin' her through my oculus, I could just put a dick in her
Rubi's Rose Strokin' her like my nina when I be ****in' her, lock and the loa
Lay her on the ottoman until I could just have her legs grabbin' my body like she an octopus
Rubi's Rose Then I'ma put 'em back in back of my hand and get to ****in' and pumpin
Hit the button 'cause shorty think it's a pumpkin
Don't get to frontin', I love it when she suckin'
Even better when I be toppin' that apple and when I go hit the onion
Rubi's Rose I cuff her, then I **** her on the couc
Stand up, then I put it in her mouth
While she suckin', I be makin' sounds
Lay her down, then I eat her out, lah
Rubi's Rose Face all up in the pussy, I made it mush
I'm workin' my tongue until it was gushy
Like singin' a lullaby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
When I'm makin' her feel so much pleasure, she gotta push me away from her
When I lay with her 'cause I don't play with her
I could teach you how to shoot, and my homie, he got flame
Give her one of us, it ain't never gon' be the same
Don't get it twisted with Twista or play no games with Game
We can
(Chorus)
Won't stop, I'm right outside of you
I would die for you
This love is bulletproof
Don't stop, I'm waiting
They don't know about this love
(Interlude)
Yo, that song he did over top of that old-school Missy record
Yo, that record is crazy
(Part II)
(Intro: Jeremih)
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(Verse 1: Jeremih)
From three A.M. foreplay
We tend to send, okay
Tempted to shave
Text your man, you gon' be late
'Cause when Kool-Aid
Turned back both ways
If I saw you out, I'm abandoned
I won't tie a knot against you
This is for me
Sleeping, at all, we sleep (Yeah)
I don't know what you came for, you can't come in for me
Stroke to you, won't see you
Girl, you know it's so special, it's a movie scene
When we leave
(Verse 2: The Game)
Can't lie, girl, you top five, and you not four, three or two
You the one
You the moon, you the sun
I'm the star, you the gun
I'm the air, you the lung
And you can't breathe without me, huh?
Your neck on freeze, you diamond up
Shinin' on me for reminders, you one of one
Locked up, Cartier
She got surprised and we hopped in the car with Ye
We in Paris on the runway
You gon' be walkin' down the aisle one day
Now we here, what a view
Twenty karats, what a few
Said yes, I'll be at the altar, standing where? Standing right next to you
Rubi's Rose She don't be trippin' on bitche
I don't be trippin' on niggas, we won
My ex called my phone, we on FaceTime, I looked right her in the face, said, "We done"
She told me, "You ain't never had a love like this before
You ain't never had a iced out wrist before"
Rubi's Rose She told me that she used to **** with Chris befor
Rubi's Rose I said, "I bet he never ****ed you like this before" (Ah
With the candles burnin' and the fireplace lit
If it ain't like this, it's a violation
Hit her violins when I'm slidin' in
When I'm slidin' out, she retirin'
So it ain't no doubt, I was wearing that ass out
Ass like Rubi Rose, I had to cash out
She don't get it twice a week, she lash out
Rubi's Rose Came back with a Birkin like, "**** is you mad 'bout
Stink
(Verse 3: Jeremih)
Ten deep, six feet, put yourself on Ring
"Goodnight" texts from your boyfriend
Rubi's Rose When it's shinin', **** you 'til you slee
Late night, summer heat
Kissin', tuggin', lockin' lips, can't see nothing (Ooh)
Focused on your girl issue
Textin' on the shadow of you
I feel fitness, strokin' through the best days
Ain't what they expect me to do, yeah
(Outro: Jeremih)
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Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh (Ooh)
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