Brian Angel

Brian Angel - Wanna Know lyrics

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Ft. Foddchain Cocky & Yung Lott

(Verse)

Darling maybe you're too tough

Showin' up, hot stuff, buff up

You lady, meet me, together

Fly with me wherever, ain't nobody betta

Come ova here, a lil closer

Take a shot, we'll make a toast up

To the best night of your life

(Chorus)

What's good, baby? I really wanna know

What's good, baby? I really wanna know

What's good, baby? I really wanna know

What's good, baby? I really wanna know

(Verse 2)

Darling baby, don't be like that

Yeah, cause you know I want you so damn bad

Come ova here, a lil closer

Take a shot, we'll make a toast up

To the best night of your life

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Cocky)

I got a couple questions fo' ya

He eva take you bag shoppin' or make breakfast fo' you?

We takin' flights from the Bay every otha day

I'm callin' shots out from Staten down to EPA

You say you tired of the games, but then you goin' back

You got self-esteem issues and they hold you back

I just call it how I see it, I wouldn't lie to ya

I'm by yo side when it's tough, you say bye to me

Yeah, see, I'm a thug but a gentleman

If you rock with me you doin' betta than you've eva been

G6 flights, nigga, clouds' more relevant

Blessin' from above, babe, I swear that you heaven sent

(Verse 4: Lott)

Last nested by the ham when I look down at her ass

She say that she got a man but that ain't nothin' that I act

Slide all up on this floor, light up a lil grass

Let her shift when I drive, we drive away from our plans

But that's good, aye, now me and you, that's a good look

She from Texas so she gotta be a good cook

Fat boy, but she luv on my lingo

Cuz you ain't gotta be single to mingle

Aye, B, tell 'em wassup

(Chorus)

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