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mook - i got a thing lyrics

[produced by synesthetic nation]

[chorus: syne & nesh]
and it’s okay if you (you know)
don’t wanna say that we (that we, da, da, da)
i got a thing for you
and i know that you got a thing for me

[verse 1: boss beezy]
i be in the city, strapped up, moving like a boss
put me in the league, nba, ’cause i like to ball
n-gg-s hatin’ on us, they keep askin’ what i like her for
bought her burberry shoes, bought her -ss some michael kors
i be workin’ hard, taking trips, girl, you know what’s up
when i’m back in town, my lady’s givin’ me shoulder rubs
center of attention, we steppin’ in, then, they notice us
down for whatever, it’s nothing, girl, i ain’t foldin’ up
got it on her own, independent, she’ a hustler
hold a lot of weight in my city, get your muscle up
silence on a dog, when i shoot, that’s a muscle up
if he’ talkin’ bi’ness, i’m-a treat him like a customer
put you on a flight, on the way out to the poconos
these n-gg-s ain’t real, they’ nose’ long as pinocchio’s
work came in, i’m-a break it down to bacon bits
hit her with jamaican d-ck, now she’ cookin’ jamaican sh-t

[chorus: syne & nesh]
and it’s okay if you (you know)
don’t wanna say that we (that we, da, da, da)
i got a thing for you
and i know that you got a thing for me
and it’s okay if you
don’t wanna say that we
i got a thing for you
and i know that you got a thing for me

[verse 2: mook]
i got a thing for her (got a thing for her)
but she be playing games, i ain’t going for it (oh, no)
she’ be flexin’, always keep a bankroll (bankroll)
took his main ho, turned her to a freak ho (freak ho)
all these diamonds ’round my neck, wrist rose gold
pull up, g5, racks on me, case closed (case closed)
i might take her to the trap, when the trap closed
pull up in that black truck, keep your eyes closed (eyes closed)
i don’t trust hoes, but i got a thing for you (got a thing for you)
i don’t really do this sh-t, but i got plans for you (i got plans for you)
i could pro’ly change your life, hit this loud pack (coughs)
she say, “you f-ckin’ up a check”, i’ll get it right back (i’ll give it right back)
late nights, early mornings, where’ the cash at? (count up)
come and take a trip with me, we ain’t coming back (oh, no)
couple bands in my pants, what to do with that? (what to do?, yeah)
she told me she’ gon’ throw it back, what i’m gon’ do with that? (how much you throwin’ racks?)
d-mn (how much you throwin’ racks?)

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