Testo On Sight - Rob49
Testo della canzone On Sight (Rob49), tratta dall'album Let Me Fly
Love you, -, I might suck it on sight (yeah, yeah, yeah)
P- on fleek, VVS ice (yeah, yeah)
I'm cummin' all night (huh, huh, huh), codeine on ice
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my - Doe)
Huh, huh, yeah (on gang)
Damn, -, you bad (damn, -, you bad)
You said you don't like your -, I went and bought that - (went and bought that ass)
A flight ain't nothin' to a boss, mama, I'm havin' cash (yeah)
I almost took you from your - and never gave you back (never gave you back), man, yeah
Spoil you on the daily (yeah), - you on the daily (phew)
She give good brain like she graduated from Baylor (yeah)
Money bring problems (problems), liquor bring babies (yeah)
Let me see you make that ass jump, on gang 'nem (whoa)
Love you, -, I might (I might), uh, suck it on sight, uh (alright)
P- on fleek (alright), uh, VVS ice, uh (yeah)
All night (alright), uh, codeine on ice, ay (alright)
I take G6 (alright), uh, I fly G5 (yeah)
You don't know your main - a worker (a worker, right?)
Yeah, a boss just like myself'll send them - on a store run (yeah)
When you enter Mi Casa, take them pants off (take them pants off)
Yeah, once you get to touchin', she won't never take her hand off
Love you, -, I might (I might), uh, suck it on sight, uh (alright)
Pussy on fleek (alright), uh, VVS ice, uh (yeah)
All night (alright), uh, codeine on ice, ay (alright)
I take G6 (alright), uh, I fly G5 (yeah)
Yeah, - do that to you (yeah), - it, did it to me, huh (alright)
I'ma eat that cookie (yeah), - you all mornin', uh (alright)
Perkies in your -, that's some real Perc' -, uh (phew)
If I catch you - with a bum, I don't want it (at all)
I ain't seen your face in a minute (yeah)
Baby, scream my name when I'm in it, mm (oh)
Make you go insane when I hit it, uh (when I hit it, uh)
Pull me in, I'm suckin' on your -, mm, mm
Love you, -, I might, uh, suck it on sight, uh (alright)
On fleek (phew), uh, VVS ice, uh (alright)
Cummin' all night (yeah), uh, codeine on ice, ay
I take G6 (yeah), uh, I fly G5 (I fly G5)
Yeah, it's five in the mornin'
We in Houston with the motherf- bags (yeah, alright)
Got your - on my dick
Yeah, big honey Jay, come - with me
N-, you thought that - was comin' home
Sike, that - with me tonight, what's up?
Call him in the mornin' and then see what's up (alright)
Yeah, he's mine tonight, -
F- with me, yeah
Treat the whole thing just like that
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Writer(s): Robert Coleman Thomas, Paul L. Williams Jr.
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