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Trai'd - Come Around lyrics

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feat. Broadway

You better put your hands on your toes

Show me ways that you can be a freak

Might just have to confiscate your phone

‘Cause I don’t want a way to rush things

You gotta drop that ass on the floor

Shake that thing for me

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

I don’t come around for nothing

Now I be blatantly honest, I gotta drink some chronic

You got wiggle, you got jiggle, girl, your ass is hypnotic

If we do it, will I leave you? I can’t make you that promise

But I bet you if I leave you, girl, I leave with style

Pull at the wits in her body, hope this bitch got the promise

Leave that monkey abolished and tell my mission’s accomplished

She can spit on my vowels, now her pussy is polished

She so good with her jaw, she could’ve been an orthodontist

I ain’t come to your condo just for some convo

Kicking it, who you kidding, girl, this not Taekwondo

Texting up on you silly, looking down at our bottom

Girl, damn it, you was ready, don’t tell me you’re bored product

See, he’s playing like a suite from up the street

My plane like OMO from Sacramento

If you ain’t want it fucking white guess this invitation

Things are growing in my pants and I’m growing impatient

Now take it off

You better put your hands on your toes

Show me ways that you can be a freak

Might just have to confiscate your phone

‘Cause I don’t want a way to rush things

You gotta drop that ass on the floor

Shake that thing for me

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

Now do I come off too aggressive? You know my objective

Hit you with that boom boom, lick up on your breasties

I beat it up, I kick it down, yeah, your pussy precious

You tooted up, I lick it down, yeah, your ass impressive

Girl, all I got is this good wood, Kung Fu, one, two punch

Gotta get me that good good, I done gave you those goose bumps

You bend over, I grab your waist, apply pressure with two thumbs

‘Bout time I done got mine, we been texting out about two months

Hold up, this how I seduce you, hands in my pants, allow me to introduce you

You in positions, I hit you with Kama Sutra

Let’s make this a tradition, keep doing it in the future

Regardless of the others, we fucking, let’s keep it neutral

And promise never love, relationships are our proof

Calling me when you play, girl, call me when I be useful

‘Cause I can run that game but I’d just rather just keep it truthful

What’s up?

You better put your hands on your toes

Show me ways that you can be a freak

Might just have to confiscate your phone

‘Cause I don’t want a way to rush things

You gotta drop that ass on the floor

Shake that thing for me

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

I don’t come around for nothing

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

‘Cause I don’t come around for nothing

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