_mightaswel ft. Ali's Baby Lyrics

She move to the, move to the, move to the beat

Ass got the bounce but you clap outta sync

You lost on the floor and you can't find a seat

Tryna be where you at, so I'm parting the seas

Let's talk about it

I took a couple to the dome

Tryna build a happy home

Are we meeting at the show?

Tryna do sum?

Lemme know

Tryna do sum on the floor

Hut one, hut two, less go

I'mma call a audible

Keep it real conjugal

You real bad, but you prolly know that

Your body makes deadly contact

Real bad and I know you know that

What the fuck I'm posed to do now

I been up for Twenty Four

You been on the cool down

Coming through the back like a muhfucking pool house

Yeah you know I got you when I'm blue and the moon's out

Think you type crew now that ain't it

You know it

Ain't no back and forth with the kid that's for certain

All that fuck shit say I did it on purpose

Held it all in till I'm six in the dirt

Bitch I gave you my word

Makeup Emilio Pucci

Grip on your waist and we start gettin loosey

I'm the shit, I'm her stink, I'm her poopie

Shaking it up like the club on a Tuesday

I like em picky and choosey

Your place or mine, what the fuck is we doin?

Niggas be moving like Aubrey

Niggas be 30 and sorry

Niggas be hoeing or cuffing

Y'all act too proud for discussion

Singing "my girl", David Ruffin

You a temptation, fuck fuck fuck

Might as well come with a bop

Might as well pour me a shot

Might as well shake it and pop

Might as well wine pon yo bum

Might as well throw up my funds

Might as well short up the stock

Ass gotta kickback, you know that

You might as well grab you a shot

Might as well put it in park

Might as well go to ur block

Might as well hit from the back

Breaking your headboard like Shaq

Breaking your headboard like Shaq

I might as well pay you back

Rocking to sleep than we crash, fuck

Might as well

Might as well have some fun

I be posted up where they need me

Filling it up double back cuz I left out the wraps

Then it start going

Then it start going

Straight in the air when we start flowing

Holding it back cuz it feel like we brought up the past

When I was just starting to forget

I put that lil beef on the family jits

You can't coach me nah

Not since a kid

Bumping around when we fuck quick

I'm sorry if I look emotionless

But my lil brain it been playing some games with me

Like I'm 91 Geto Boys tripping

And I don't feel like showing nun

Really wanted you to fuck with me

That shit done turned into luxury

And I got more than enough to go cop it

But I'd rather pop all the Lucy be done with me