Makio

Makio - Bout It lyrics

rate me

feat. Drey Skonie & Oshea

Yeah, ooh, yeah, say

Ready or nah

In the club, me and my niggas be turnin’ on

I saw you babe soon as I ball down

See I’m holdin’ your hand but that can’t be your man

Wanna know what you mixin’ and I dye to feel your flavor

But a nigga be sippin’, excuse my behavior

I’m bout tonight and that ain’t no hate us

But you need a real one, a nigga who gonna make you feel something, babe

Girl your walk it’s the meanest, booty, legs and reanest

Know you feelin’ this energy that we got between us

Don’t you worry ‘bout your man girl, I know he ain’t see us

So when we all alone, put your number on my phone

(Hook)

Hey darlin’, girl you know your nigga just can’t do like I do

So baby are you doubt about it?

Tell your man that I will take you, screw hit tonight

Love it how she do it on me babe

She backin’ up on me

I’m feelin’ all your body babe

Girl I want bad, are you a heart breaker

What you want cuz I’ll take it all

(Verse)

You better watch your girl when she come around me nigga

Better watch your girl

If she get pass security to the VIP nigga, that’s not your girl

But she can’t help who she like

Baby do what you please

I got that shot that you like

She got that thing that I need

Look me deep in the eyes every time she walk by

And I think that she try to let me know some of that

Girl your walk it’s the meanest, that booty like Treanes

Ain’t try to let nothin’ but that ass get between ass

Don’t you worry ‘bout your man girl, I know he ain’t see us

So when we all alone, put your number on my phone

(Hook)

(Verse)

Friday night, I got it good, good in my system

Baby Friday night if this should leave the nigga that’s with you baby

You wanna leave with me baby, let’s go

I’mma grab my keys and we’re gone

Let’s hit the road,

You can tell your man that you ain’t never comin’ home

If he don’t understand let’s have some fitches to his phone

Baby you deserve way more

Fine what is givin’ you

And I probably make him feel invisible

Sweat you the coldest, ain’t hard to notice

So caught up in your real girl and I’m lost in the moment

Don’t you worry ‘bout your man girl, I know he ain’t see us

So when we all alone, put your number on my phone

(Hook)

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