Blush

Shit
I ain't even gon' hold you
You got me giddy with your pretty self
You got me

Drivin' from the Valley to the LBC
The homies sayin', "Damn, you spending gas on that?
Is the pussy made of juice, is the ass so fat?" (Ooh-weee)
My nigga, please believe
Yeah, my love's tatted on my sleeve, my sleeve
The heart is just a muscle, gotta squeeze the squeeze
And if it breaks, you rebuild it, if it bleeds, it bleeds

(I) make you yell to the sky
When I'm grabbin' around your hips with my head in your thighs
Called my dog in Khartoum, he said, "Bruh that was soon
She ain't even moved in yet but you call it y'all room"
I'm in love with ya pearl, comin' up in this world
I mean your boys would call you gay when you crush on a girl
That's the way we was raised, in a way we was hazed
Keep it cool, pimpin', your feelings must stay in the shade

(I) it's what it is
When I love a woman I ain't afraid to commit
Only when we fuckin' am I gon' call you my bitch
Though I really hate to admit I know I need ya

(I) uh
I came with my mask off (yeah)
Your kiss won't disappear
Baby, it's crystal clear

(I)
Niggas don't blush no more (no more)
But they wanna fuck you raw
Baby, well, for you I'd cry

(I)
Niggas don't blush no more (don't blush no more)
But they wanna fuck you raw (raw)
Baby, well, for you I'd cry

Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
I'll take off my cool for you, babe
Cry
And cry

(I)
You got me sneakin' off in the corner
I can't even talk to you on the phone in public no more
'Cause you make me talk baby talk
But the real thing is, um
It don't matter if I'm going in the other room or
Sliding in your womb
'Cause I love you baby, no homo