Bass

Lyrics

Chorus Is this what you want Is that what you like We get the fucking all over the place Climb up my chest, sit on my face Turn you around, pull on your waist Hands in your mouth, you love how you taste Don't worry bout neighbors, I don't got no neighbors The only thing that they gonna hear is the bass Verse 1 Looking like money put you in the safe I'm from the city I'm new to the A Flying out Cali to get out the way I wanna fuck you in so many ways That one time in public you said that you loved it Remember we…I'm changing the subject None of them niggas should touch it You out of they league and thеy budget Chorus Is this what you want Is that what you like We gеt the fucking all over the place Climb up my chest, sit on my face Turn you around, pull on your waist Hands in your mouth, you love how you taste Don't worry bout neighbors, I don't got no neighbors The only thing that they gonna hear is the bass Verse 2 Panties to the side You was dripping from the start Open wide I got your heart Let me slide in Central Park Aye Remember that night Right after Palisades Center Yea, Yea Back to the Fort, make love on the floor In front of the Mirror Legs on my neck You ain't no snack you more like a Dinner I load up the clip and shoot up the club Soon as I enter, hold up I'm kidding Shit Fucking in the Parlor know they listening Red wine had us hella wilding Had to stop and call your Uber to the island Yea Chorus Is this what you want Is that what you like We get the fucking all over the place Climb up my chest, sit on my face Turn you around, pull on your waist Hands in your mouth, you love how you taste Don't worry bout neighbors, I don't got no neighbors The only thing that they gonna hear is the bass Verse 3 Had the Heli that was back in Harlem After Corner Social we was mobbing Hit the crib said you'd only stop in Pussy popping was your favorite option Really who am I to disagree Got me feeling like it's only me Drunk text back to the X Just to flex on your Ex Chorus Is this what you want Is that what you like We get the fucking all over the place Climb up my chest, sit on my face Turn you around, pull on your waist Hands in your mouth, you love how you taste Don't worry bout neighbors, I don't got no neighbors The only thing that they gonna hear is the bass (2x) [Musical Refrain] Chorus Is this what you want Is that what you like We get the fucking all over the place Climb up my chest, sit on my face Turn you around, pull on your waist Hands in your mouth, you love how you taste Don't worry bout neighbors, I don't got no neighbors The only thing that they gonna hear is the bass