Stereo Lyrics

She wanna leave, so I tell her fine you can go

I know she got it 2-Pistols, no akimbo

Love her with her real hair, make-up with the dress on

Baby was my drug now, feel I gotta withdraw

How we used to kiss, eating out and in the movies

Always by your side, the world ending couldn't move me

Like Hov said baby girl you lost one

Feel the vibe, feel the flow

I prescribe, let it go

Feelin' so good that she could've ran for president

A senator, I'm into her, don't hesitate, we elevate

Man, and all them other women wanna hate

Man, and all them other dudes wanna date

While me, I just wanna learn you inside, outside

Love on the billboard, worldwide

R.I.P. to that cheatin' nigga that you used to know

R.I.P. to the old Cee that you used to know

Shorty you with me baby, I'ma let you know

Unaccompanied baby, I won't let it so

But I gotta let you know, know

We make love through the stereo, oh

We make love through the stereo (We make love through the stereo)

We make love through the stereooooo

We make love through the stereo

Oh, we make love through the stereo

Turn my speakers up

And I feel like we've been here before

Scary yo goin' in a circle like a merry-go

Up and down rollercoaster better yet a seesaw

Please pause, goin' back and forth, it's ping-pong

She stole my heart now she a thief

Complications to the mission but hold on, let me debrief

Blasting through the speakers the volume at peak

I lost my mind perfect girl, can it be

T-T-Tell me what you wanna see, tell me what you wanna be

Tell me secrets never lie, we can stay true

Eatin' all these meals you should check my calories

Baby check my salary, you can drink your daiquiri

With your long legs, brown skin, dreads with the pretty lips

Long leg, brown skin, dreads with the pretty lips

But excuse me miss, mean to intrude

But I see you seein' me all across the room

And I just wanna introduce myself to yourself

We can grow baby girl, we can get the wealth

Chillin' with me a flower I let her bloom

Not gassin' up her head, them other chicks balloons

Them other chicks balloons, them other niggas buffons

Tryna drown in your love, just meet me at the bottom

Tryna drown in your love, just meet me at the bottom

If your feelings scared to fall don't worry girl, I got em

Shorty you with me baby, I'ma let you know

Unaccompanied baby, I won't let it so

But I gotta let you know, know

We make love through the stereo, oh

We make love through the stereo (We make love through the stereo)

We make love through the stereooooo

We make love through the stereo

Oh, we make love through the stereo

Turn my speakers up