sexyy red & summer walker - i might lyrics
[intro: s+xyy red & summer walker]
s+xyy
(i might)
[verse 1: s+xyy red]
he like, “s+xyy, where you at? come and put it on me”
i know i got the wettest coochie, my sh+t’s macaroni
c+call him when i’m bored ’cause a bad b+tch get lonely
i need a n+gga that keep it real ’cause my last n+gga was phony (loser)
that’s my lil’ partner, yeah, that’s my lil’ boo (gang, gang)
we be boolin’, we be jammin’, me and him, we h+lla cool (on god)
you got a b+tch, i got a n+gga, but, we gon’ stick to the rules
and, don’t ever think sh+t sweet, ’cause my n+gga keep that tool
[chorus: s+xyy red]
but, i might call that phone when my n+gga actin’ up
i might send you the location and let you pull up
i might—, you just better not tеll my baby daddy
i might—, ’cause he gon’ leavе you leakin’ in a alley
[refrain: summer walker & s+xyy red]
i might hit you with that, “where you at?”
i might kiss it in a cadilac
i might, might just keep it comin’ every weekend
might just get you kickin’, i
hit you with that, “you up?” text
i might give you, like, the greatest s+x (what’s up?)
i might just keep it comin’ every weekend
i pull up when you need it (s+xyy)
i might
[verse 2: s+xyy red]
i ain’t never felt like this before
he do whatever i want, he got me real spoiled (that’s my n+gga)
fresh out the shower, rub my body down with oil
after we f+ck, i always tell him, “give me more” (yeah, yeah)
lingerie got me lookin’ cute, come and take these panties off (ugh, ugh)
chanel perfume, and you know i got my wig done (s+xyy)
i don’t give a f+ck what time it is, n+gga, pick up that phone
put a hit on him, now, the n+gga swear i did him wrong
[chorus: s+xyy red]
but, i might call that phone when my n+gga actin’ up
i might send you the location and let you pull up
i might—, you just better not tell my baby daddy
i might—, ’cause he gon’ leave you leakin’ in a alley
[refrain: summer walker]
i might hit you with that, “where you at?”
i might kiss it in a cadilac
i might, might just keep it comin’ every weekend (oh)
might just get you kickin’, i
hit you with that, “you up?” text
i might give you, like, the greatest s+x
i might just keep it comin’ every weekend
i pull up when you need it
i might
[verse 3: summer walker]
i might cut you out, sayin’ things i don’t mean
then, come around, and come and put that thing on me
then hit your phone when i know you’re lonely (oh, give me whatever you need)
what you creepin’ for? baby, i’ma keep it fed
i’ma make+your+neckless into my legs
you know what it’s givin’, what it’s givin’ when the mood right
but, maybe on the late+night
[refrain: summer walker]
i might hit you with that, “where you at?”
i might kiss it in a cadilac
i might, might just keep it comin’ every weekend (oh)
might just get you kickin’, i
hit you with that, “you up?” text
i might give you, like, the greatest s+x
i might, might just keep it comin’ every weekend
i pull up when you need it
i might
[chorus: s+xyy red]
but, i might call that phone when my n+gga actin’ up
i might send you the location and let you pull up
i might—, you just better not tell my baby daddy
i might—, ’cause he gon’ leave you leakin’ in a alley (s+xyy)
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