Pretty

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Lil Macks - Non-Music, Rap

Pretty

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[Intro] I might just call and catch a plane I might just come see you today You hate I'm stuck up in my ways But love it when I'm playin' games (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby I'm in my feelings, baby I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate I don't really like to gossip I'm feeling out of place You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade" You fell in love with the trenches You know I'm a blocka, baby [Verse 1] Girl, you don't smile anymore, so I don't smile anymore Put my hands on your cross, let's see your hands when it's soft You say when I look in your eyes, it gets dangerous How the hell did you and I become strangers? Talk 'bout I'm a lover boy She know I'm a sucker for it Only time I'm comin' for, trenches keep a hundred of 'em Girl, I'm really outside, you should pull up outside I know that your friends think that I ain't really 'bout mine (Yeah, yeah) Summer body, she waitin' for the summer time You with your friends, I hit you up another time What's the price? Girl, I wanna make you mine Make you mine, m-m-m-make you mine [Chorus] Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby I'm in my feelings, baby I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate I don't really like to gossip I'm feeling out of place You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade" You fell in love with the trenches You know I'm a blocka, baby [Bridge] Ridin' the [?] Nights on the road Lied to my bitch, nigga Lied to my bros [Verse 2] But, I been on some other shit I been on my player, player, fuckin' on my other bitch She don't even know my name, I lied about my government Text me when you was home, we sexed to this music all night Tell me when you alone, 'cause I don't like to fall I'm on that block side where it's scary Niggas prayin' they find me on deeper sides of the streets, for real I don't think it define me You gave me a chance, baby, can you make it two? I seen you with your friends, and girl, I asked you, "What you do?" I'm ridin' with my top down and you can't see the roof And you be with some liars, baby, come here for the truth [Chorus] Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby I'm in my feelings, baby I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate I don't really like to gossip I'm feeling out of place You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade" You fell in love with the trenches You know I'm a blocka, baby [Refrain] Can I take you to my house? (Yeah) Smokin' [?] (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah) Can I take you to my house? (Yeah) In the streets for hours (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah) [Bridge] Take you to my house? (Yeah) Smokin' [?] (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah) Can I take you to my house? (Yeah) In the streets for hours (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah) [Refrain] Can I take you to my house? (Yeah) Smokin' [?] (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah) Can I take you to my house? (Yeah) In the streets for hours (Yeah) Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

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Credits

Writers
  • Lil Macks
  • daniel highs
  • Wonderyo