Gunna Dee - Cruising lyrics

rate me

I ain’t romancin’

I hold up the bitch

Then I’m holdin’ her for ransome

Pretty little thing

And he’s saying that I’m in

But the niggas’ chances are looking slim

When I’m in that pussy

Thank God I ain’t in him

Bitches used to love

I love the cheese

I fall in love when they’re cruisin’

Cruisin’ through the city

Lovin’ the _______

Tell that bitch refill

If you try to refuse me

It’s like I’m sayin’ excuse me

Excuse me

’til I come and feel cozy in a jacuzzi

I love bitches on this shit

Bitches on this premise shit

I got to pull this shit

She has a proper shit

And gives proper shit

They cook this shit

I’m the opposite

She likes it propes slow

But I got to let her go

Drop it, drop it down

Drop it, drop it and go

Bitches say you got a couple of hoes

Now when I see a bitch inside

Now and then I fuck her in the kitchen sight

And on the other side

But I am slipping

Bitch, let me slip inside