Gestures Lyrics

Reading your body language, I'm peeping your gestures

No one in this party doing something that impressed ya

Tension, let it build, then I start applying pressure

Show you that I'm silk, these other niggas polyester

Saying MashAllah 'cause the way that God blessed her

I know martial arts, girl let's kick it like Sylvester

Way I play my cards, I could never be the jester

Sacramento King, light the beam, I'm so extra

Light the beam up

Every king gon' need a queen, I know it's early, I was thinking we could team up

That Dirty Shirley in your cup could use a re-up

I'll get you now, you get me next time that we meet up

Name a slot you want to free up, I got spots we could go

They gon' treat me like it's mine, ain't gotta knock at the door

I could show you quite a time, just gotta get you alone

This the type of vibe that make you block your ex from your phone

I'm trying to fuck you in the sky, record the sex from a drone

Wait, let's slow it down, got too ahead of myself

She like "Oh, you think you him", I like to bet on myself

Probably wouldn't have got this far if I ain't said it myself

But that's enough about me, girl what's up with you?

You tryna order round three, who turning up with you?

Phone ringing off the hook, I wonder who's in love with you

Let's treat it like the Hunger Games, I'm wishing my good luck to dude

And I can't even blame him

The way it's looking though, the odds in my favor

Go head, tell your friends you got the hots for a stranger

Ain't no other me, they outta stock, I'm endangered

Yeah, I said the odds in my favor

Go tell your friends you got the hots for a stranger

I'm trying to get you out the spot, rearrange ya

I got a feeling what I'm saying entertains ya

Cause I'm reading your body language, I'm peeping your gestures

No one in this party doing something that impressed ya

Tension, let it build, then I start applying pressure

Show you that I'm silk, these other niggas polyester

Saying MashAllah 'cause the way that God blessed her

I know martial arts, girl let's kick it like Sylvester

Way I play my cards, I could never be the jester

Sacramento King, light the beam, I'm so extra

Hope it isn't just the cognac

I think she feeling me, I could tell by the contact

You sneak a quick glance, legs turn to quicksand

Getting hard to stand up, well I could be your kickstand

Support you, adore you, these other niggas bore you

I don't really want to Chanel or Dior you

I'm the type that rather show you how to score too

Make you so rich, they could never tell you poor you

Real affection and care

They say love ain't in the club, girl this shit in the air

Way you keep licking your lips and get to fixing your hair

I could tell that you invested and you ain't trying to share

Swear it feel like we connected by the way that we stare

Feel like shorty compliment me like the kick to a snare

I'll get you there, you get me there, let's make it fair

Put your legs up in the air, girl let me take you there

Cause I'm reading your body language, I'm peeping your gestures

No one in this party doing something that impressed ya

Tension, let it build, then I start applying pressure

Show you that I'm silk, these other niggas polyester

Saying MashAllah 'cause the way that God blessed her

I know martial arts, girl let's kick it like Sylvester

Way I play my cards, I could never be the jester

Sacramento King, light the beam, I'm so extra