Ez Up

Lyrics

[Intro: J Isaac, (T3)] Oh, oh, oh, oh (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah) Oh, oh, oh, oh (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up) [Verse 1: T3] To my thick chicks all across the world You know a nigga kinda "Selfish," plus I hunger for girls Soft fragrance, designer clothes To the hood rats, to the ones who pose From the actresses to my main misseses State to state where you find my mistresses Various dames that are blowin' me kisseses Two that are main, most are in insignificant Got me wrappin' my package more than niggas at Christmases Ladies, I promise that I know what your wishlist is Makin' you cream, girl, in various instances Gimme the chance, I'm the man, I'm Mister Just–– Aww, naw, legs to the wall Them drawers comin' off, girl! (Yeah! Uh! Yeah, S Villa, Gunna, yuh) [Chorus: J Isaac, (T3)] Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy, girl I can not control (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah) I can't enough, girl When I'm at the club, girl In your city, shorty (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah) [Verse 2: Elzhi] Pretty faces surround me, they blow me kisses From far away in Cartier Chloé lenses They show a interest "Beautiful," like the Pharrell and the Snoop thing Pierced tongue, ears hung, jewels on the hoop rings And all over, it's the same story, different name 'Cause you give me brain and quick to claim that you my main shorty Gotta be smart enough to make it on the dean's list Genius, jeans fit, clean from diseases Cool and down to Earth Gucci around the purse, bougie never Shoes be matchin' with a poofy leather Body curvaceous, Armani skirts, bracelets Furs, and splurge, 'cause she work places Flirtatious – a freak in the bed, a woman in the street Toes is done up, showin' her stomach in the heat Race is open, your taste in clothin' Is exquisite, sophisticated motion [Chorus: J Isaac, (T3)] Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy, girl I can not control (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up) I can't enough, girl When I'm at the club, girl In your city, shorty (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah) [Bridge: T3] You ain't heard about the things we doin' Exotic spots where the water's the bluest Takin' long yachts out, various routes, where it's secluded If you the type I like, we could definitely do it [Verse 3: Elzhi] Got a fetish for a well-groomed piece with a pedicure Hair done, cleaner than a fresh pair of Air 1's Sprayed with the perfect fragrance Belly ring, a tattoo of the name she threw on the celly screen Gotta have hood in her, cook a good dinner Well spoken, Louis bags with Chanel clothin' Short or tall, thick in the right places Proportioned and all, when she strip to her night laces [Chorus: J Isaac, (T3)] Baby girl, you drivin' me crazy, girl I can not control (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah) I can't enough, girl When I'm at the club, girl In your city, shorty (Ease up, ease up, yeah, baby, ease up, yeah)