Aasim - Drugs lyrics

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Feat. Miguel

Social clubbing is just a way of life

With that being said, baby

I’m on you like drugs

So why don’t you slip into something a little more comfortable

Maybe slip up out of it

Get a little something to drink, whatever

I put you on a scale, you measure up to my standards

I put you on your back, pleasure you till you can’t stand it

I’m feeling like another shot of Patrone and I’m stranded

I’mma end up lying up beside of your pussy like it’s abandoned

You want half of that molly, the other half is for later

I remember when I first bagged you, your home girl was a hater

Once you was in my veins, though, you came with that cocaine flow

And all the bitches you hang with wanna know how much did I paid for

But I ain’t spending one dollar to knock you back out of alignment

We fucked on the first night so I guess you call it consignment

In a … bag of your love got a nigga bout to be tweeting

You gave a nigga the munchkins, first chick I ever was eating

Laid up with you for weekends, even pulled my mamma’s sofa

You had me like a dope fiend, can’t wait till you come over

And you be on that molly, I’m on vodka, we ain’t sober

Just your perfume on my shirt gives me a boner

I’m on you like drugs

Do you like drugs?

Yeah, well me too

Do you like drugs?

Yeah, well me too

Who put you on speaker? Let my niggas hear how your voice sound

You an R’n’b diva but don’t care for all of my boys round

You keep grabbing my features, try to get me to come sex you

Temperature is too much to bear, didn’t make it to the bedroom

I been drinking all day and I’ve been thinking how you ride me

And how you scream my scene, I just love it when you inside me

It’s breath taking

The only chick I’m calling just to see how your day is going

Grab some food, grab some drinks then get your legs open

You sent me with your camera phone pics of you fresh out the shower

Pill on your tongue with the text that says come fuck my flower

You got my name on the steam in the mirror

And your fame don’t fuck with my self-esteem, pull a chair up

Give me lap dances and back massages all night and a blow job

You my little valued piece, sing soft but you go hard

Zip lock you triple bean, you tripled my double and cashed out

Read up, it’s that fish scale, pull a duffle bag and a ski mask

Do you like drugs?

Well, me too

Do you like drugs?

Well, me too

What about tonight? So let’s dance a little harder

Till I feel it come over

All I need is your love, baby, and drugs

Do you like drugs?

Well, me too