No Stress Lyrics

No stressing

No call from exes

My baby

Shawty got ass straight from Texas

Two texts in

She on FaceTime getting reckless

One sentence

She want me to drive come and get this

We gon' do what you like

You on top of my bike

No plus ones girl tonight

You all mine it's on sight

Show me how you make love

Like that top you take off

Feelin how you made up

Fucking up your make up

Don't wanna stress, wanna caress your body

Name and your number, call when you wanna get naughty

If I'm gonna pick it up, Imma lay you down shawty

Know I been waiting for you to buss it wide fore me

And imma go to work

When you feelin on my chest I'm feeling on your skirt

But keep the talkin cuz I love to flirt

When I pull it out is you gon' eat it like desert

Girl I'm giving you what you deserve

When I'm pushing on your spine tell me does it hurt

Cuz you won't feel it til the morning after the moaning but after the club

We gon' do what you like

You on top of my bike

No plus ones girl tonight

You all mine it's on sight

Show me how you make love

Like that top you take off

Feelin how you made up

Fucking up your make up

Doin something like Woosah

You tryna get naughty

Ooh girl you all on my body

You been trying hard to make the thing go pop

And girl I love the way you sucking every single drop

Then come and lie here

With the secrets that you hide put it right here

Pillow talk less give you something to confide here

You by my side but I'm really just a side

Let me put it in the right gear

We gon' do what you like

You on top of my bike

No plus ones girl tonight

You all mine it's on sight

Show me how you make love

Like that top you take off

Feelin how you made up

Fucking up your make up