Lola Brooke - You (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lola Brooke - You (en) Lyrics
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Tonight, tonight, tonight, oh
Yeah, Tiller, woah
And Young Lola, controller,
come closer
Mad pretty, make me lose composure
Tad tipsy, won't you come over?
Last lap in the city, know I'm unsober
True, know I see you come over
(You know I see you over
there, there, there?)
I'm a badass Brooklyn brown skin
bitch (Brown skin bitch)
And I love a hood nigga with
some toxic dick (Hey, baby)
Nothing but some socks, beef
and brocs in it (Woah)
Have me walking all crooked
in my Crocs and shit (Brr)
Bitch, I go Taraji for my baby
boy (For my baby boy)
Ride it like a Kawasaki, that's his
favorite toy (Favorite toy)
I'ma swipe his EBT like a Amex (Uh)
Give it to him raw (Uh), no
drawers, no latex (Uh, uh)
Yeah, I got him butt naked for me waitin'
at home (Waitin' at home)
Bitch, your pussy ain't hittin'
if he takin' too long
(If he takin' too long)
Told him, "Put my name on it" (Yeah),
yeah, I'm makin' him moan
Smellin' Lola Brooke, that's
his favorite cologne
Ha, huh, I'm yours for the summer
Wanna drink until we drunk?
I'm choosin' you, baby
Things I wanna do to you, baby
You say he crazy, so I gotta
take a risk on you
Like why would I lie when I'm tryna
put this on you (Yeah), baby?
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Tryna make a choice between
his leg or his face
Shit gettin' more intense
than Election Day
What I expect today is
good neck, hood sex
Stop callin' his phone, bitch,
he catchin' up on rest (Uh)
Fuckin' with me is a W,
fuck him at the W
The way you cummin' quick
seems to trouble you
I want a rough neck nigga that's nasty
My sex drive wild and this
ass is immaculate
Put it in my, uh, nigga stabbin' it
A shooter that assassin it,
tongue doin' magic tricks
Foot on neck (Yeah), hand
on frontal (Frontal)
Got him bussin' nuts 'fore we leave
the Holland Tunnel (Yeah, ooh-ooh)
I'm yours for the summer (Hey)
You say he crazy, so I gotta
take a risk on you (Hey)
Yeah, Tiller
Oh-ooh-woah, baby, yeah
Young Lola, controller, come closer
True, you know I see you come
over (You know I see you
over there, there, there?)
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