Miss This
(Oh, that's hard)
Calling me mommy, what her momma gon' think?
Thuggin' my body, what her poppa gon' think?
Stuck in my body, pray to God I don't think
Don't trust nobody, told my partner, "Don't blink"
Just (pop)
Keep that blicky (pow, pow)
Front door with the sticky
Pronto with the quickie
Come through when you hit, I'ma
Spin the city
Roll 'round, get you dizzy
Pronto with the drippy
Come through when you hit, uh
Come get something from me
All of this, this, this
Come through love me, touch me, fuck me
Make you miss, miss this
Know you need something from me
All of this, this, this
Come through tell me how you love me
Make you miss, miss this
(It seem like you a solid-ass person)
(Like you seem real solid and that's my vibe)
(I like people that could be one hundred, could be solid)
(Could be everything that I need, I don't need no fake shit)
Keep that blicky
Front door with the sticky
Pronto with the quickie
Come through when you hit, I'ma
Spin the city
Roll 'round, get you dizzy
Pronto with the drippy
Come through when you hit, uh
Come get something from me
All of this, this, this
Come through love me, touch me, fuck me
Make you miss, miss this
Know you need something from me
All of this, this, this
Come through tell me how you love me
Make you miss, miss this