gloss up - come here lyrics
[intro]
(patlacedthat)
what you runnin’ for?
you said you want some d_ck, what you runnin’ for?
you talkin’ all that sh_t, what you runnin’ for?
you said you gon’ hop on and do a split, well, what you runnin’ for?
[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’, glossy)
come here
[verse 1: gloss up]
got some clappers out
got a bed, but he f_ck me on the couch
like the way i ride his d_ck, but love the way i ride his mouth
like f_ck what you talkin’ ’bout, bend it over, take you down
said you never met the neighbors, bet they know your name now
with my yeah_yeah, ask him if he miss it, he like, “h_ll yeah”
p_ssy grippin’, drippin’, ain’t no slippin’ once he in there
hands ’round my neck, arch my back and hit my stance
p_ssy pricy, but that hood n_gga eat it up like food stamps
[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’)
come here
[verse 2: hunxho]
i like how she move (move), she like how i f_ck her (hmm)
never had sh_t, so when i pull out, burn rubber (woo)
tryna catch my b_tch, these n_ggas funny, chris tucker
ooh sh_t
he wan’ be me, she wan’ be her, i guess they like our movement
head, k!ll it, grip her head
we don’t even f_ck on the bed no more, she wan’ f_ck on the jet
i don’t even be in the ‘vette no more, we f_ck in trx
and she don’t never wanna stop, we stop, she shake like it’s tourette’s
and she need sleep when we get dirty, man, gave the b_tch my best
i call my bank, what’s in the bank? i told my bank to send a check (check)
when we f_ck, she pull out dreads
seash_ll
that p_ssy wet, seash_ll
eat it all, don’t be scared
i turn her cheeks red
[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’, glossy)
come here
[verse 3: gloss up]
n_gga talkin’ ’bout runnin’, who? i ain’t even finna run from the police
all these hoes mad, p_ssed, bet them hoes wanna be me
only wearin’ thongs, but he know i’ma always keep sh_t brief
i mean always keep sh_t p, thought he had a bad b_tch on a leash
[verse 4: hunxho]
she blowin’ my phone, i turn it off ’cause this sh_t gettin’ annoyin’
you front him a bag, it’s too much water, this sh_t can’t be normal
go pick her up, ride through my block, just show her what i’m doin’
go drop her off, i’m finna go spin, then, baby, i’ll be home
[interlude]
what you runnin’ for?
you said you want some d_ck, what you runnin’ for?
you talkin’ all that sh_t, what you runnin’ for?
you said you gon’ hop on and do a split, well, what you runnin’ for?
[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’)
come here
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