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gq - with me lyrics

[produced by eric g]

[verse 1: gq]
i like to call her sunshine cause she making my weather clear
i slid on her like i’m slidin’ on this record here
off juice and gin few bottles of everclear
you could be my mary j and i could be your meth, my dear
colorful convos, we takin’ a short trip
s-x appeal got my engine running like a porche gear
steppin out the shower your feet leavin’ a floor print
swear you got the type of -ss to make a n-gga forfeit
i dunno, we just cl!ck, we ain’t gotta force sh-t
she diggin’ me i pick her up just like a fork lift
every time she walking inside a room she just bless the place
cool as sh-t, she respond lol, smh
i caught a glimpse but know you more than the eyes show me
type of body every guy drive by slowly
i’m feelin’ you like an oldie
got it on lock like goldie

[hook: heather victoria]
i know a few places we can go, babe
tryna get to know you babe
what’s on your mind? can we take a ride?
got some things i wanna show you babe
can i show you babe?
i could ease your mind; you’ll be just fine with me
you’ll be just fine with me
you’ll be just fine with me

[verse 2: gq]
we be on that chill sh-t talking like all day
go to where there’s fun at and we just parlay
i’m just tryna hang this life is a hallway
make a deaf man stutter she b-tter like [paul k?]
doin’ it all way them pilots stuck in the rain
now we getting high like eyes covered in frames
she said this world crazy, i tell her not to panic
maroon 5, her skin covered in pomegranate
she don’t need cameras, just me and her
fresh breath of air when i see her
she play it cool i play it cool too, hot look
when we alone she throw it to me like a shot put
she love miami, tropical feature
lame n-ggas try to holla but can never reach her
i’m feelin’ you like an oldie
got it on lock like goldie

[hook]

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