Music: Noah Slee, Juri Nathan Ben Esser, Bronson Price
When you go lick them lips
You know it gets me in a twist
Figure out what the safest place is
**** it, roll with the outdoor bliss
Simple things make your man lose their shit
When you go lick them lips
When you go lick them lips
When you go thrust them hips
You know what I'm talking about, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
Making a man, working it hard for me, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
I party and I party 'tiI it starts at 8 in the mornin'
Never plan but we here
And the molly is happenin' and no one complainin'
Wasn't expecting a thing from you
My radar wasn't even blinkin'
Then I let down my cool
And my view was you
l'm extra cheesed but it's true
Run away, run away, let's ride
Run away, run away, let's ride
l'm never smitten
You did better
Now, now
You know what I'm talking about, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
Making a man, working it hard for me, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
Her love is mine
But still I feel as if it isn't real
Sometimes the shit is intercepted
With a different feel
Her lips are painted with the finest brush
llustrated with the Midas touch
Created from the highest love
A perfect picture that resonates
And observant listener
Her lips are poisonous
But I will still enjoy this kiss
The windows to her soul are tinted
When she lies in silence
Trying to find the type of shit
That we can touch the sky with
Rose petals on the duvet cover
Dreadlocks well to do, I hope you do recover
Feel your lips, is takin' her, anything really
You know what I'm talking about, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
Making a man, working it hard for me, yes
You know what I'm talking about, yes
When you go lick them lips, oh(You, you)
When you go lick them lips(You, you, you, you)
When you go lick them lips