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stro - come over lyrics

[intro]
text me back, yo
i don’t pick up my phone for stuff
what the f-ck?
pick up ya phone for something
you k!lling me. you k!lling me
you know, you can suck my–

[verse]
yeah, ayy, look
i missed yo call and i’m sorry, ayy
come by the crib, gimme body, ayy
let’s work it out like pilates, ayy
i blow you down, you’s a hottie, ayy
thing in them jeans looking vicious
under them jeans, i bet it’s delicious
don’t pull up early, my mom would be trippin’
pull up ’round seven, my mom would be missin’
slumped in the studio, i done been distant
you gon’ be talkin’, i’ma be listenin’
i rub some ice on that thing ’til it’s glistenin’
hopefully later on i’ma be swimming. is that too strong?
lemme know, am i approaching you wrong?
i’m tryna learn, i’m tryna please, fulfill all yo needs
what is the thoughts in the mind of a queen, yeah
i need a spiritual dime; a body and mind that get better with time
i am too young to acting so old
baby come bring out the youth in my soul
most of the time i joke like a kid, ’cause who can relate to this life that i live?
girl it’s a struggle, i’m borderline famous
i live in a bubble, it’s part of the hustle
what can i do to make you say ‘i love you’?
kiss on yo neck, grip ’til you sweat
you got a man but he more like a ex
he send a text, now you gotta jet
f-ck all that, tell the guy relax, don’t write back ’til you climax
we can play music and make music with my drumstick
hit it like a hi-hat
you be tryna joke around ’cause i rap
you say i got groupies and swear that i touch ’em
got a few shorties that come for me, too young for me
but i still love ’em
please don’t treat me like a artist, i just wanna creep witcha
be me witcha
’cause the minute i pick up yo phone and i see my wikipedia
i’m leaving ya
can we f-ck all night? girl you look right
lips on ya neck, just might bite
h-lla laid back, just my type
the best s-x, yet had when we fight
the best trips, yet had when you ride
i’m a young n-gg- so i got the drive
gentleman, not a gentle man when i’m in that thing
like what a surprise, uh
can you get away, can you get away?
from ya ig and ya twitter page
lately you been dealing with a lot of sh-t
lemme wipe the tears from ya pretty face
shorty i just wanna be ya everything
when i go to sleep you in every dream
girl you’re more dope than the medellin
when i see ya fingers i be thinking ’bout a wedding ring
but we both too young for that
got a place in my heart, have fun with that
no matter how far you go, know you coming back
and if you come you don’t go without c-mming, ha
please let a n-gg- know if i’m bugging fast
we got a special thing, i just want it to last
making sure you happy, that’s a lovable task
do you feel the same way? i been fiending to ask, like
hol’ up, stro a
sucker for love
yep, she could tell how i’m huggin’ it up
making her blush, acting like she in a rush
but she looking in my eyes like she ready to cuff
can’t tell these days
do she really like or is it for a like on the cell these days?
either way, i’ll be right here waiting
you already know what i’m antic-p-ting
booty, booty, booty, booty rocking everywhere
no, i’m just playin’, pull up, you know where i’m stayin’
if you can’t reach my phone
i was outside, hit you when i get home, forreal
and you better pick up too
don’t front on ya boo (don’t front, don’t front)
just come through
come through, come through, come through, come through like

[chorus]
won’t you come over (yeah) and (yeah-yeah) make love to me
’cause i (yeah) haven’t seen you in a while (yeah-yeah)
really miss your smile (ayy)
oh (come by the crib, gimme body)
won’t you come over and make love to me? (ayy, ayy, ayy)
baby, i want you (yeah)
(yeah-yeah)
(yeah, come by the crib, gimme body)
everytime we’re together
i feel a special part of me, drawing me closer

- stro lyrics

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