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yung pinch - questions lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, i got a question
yeah
nah, for real, though (ooh+ooh)
look (ayy)

[chorus]
i got a question
how many bottles in yo’ section?
all these models, see the way that i’m finessin’
it’s a blessing
they love the way that i be s+xy
go ‘head, baby, shake that ass in my direction
got a question
where’s all the women in yo’ section?
starin’ at a table full of hoes, bro, you stressin’
my suggestion
quit lyin’ to impress ’em
flexin’ wit’ your bros, bro, you dyin’ for attention
got a question

[verse 1]
did you think that that would work?
spendin’ all that money when you don’t know how to flirt
learn yo’ lesson
they finna leave with me
as soon as they get drunk and they had all they need to drink
told her that you love her, huh?
what did you think?
thought you got her number, huh?
it doesn’t ring
really thought you was gon’ f+ck her, huh?
but you can’t
she leavin’ with her friends and they laughin’ to the bank
’bout to hit the afterparty, feelin’ loosey off that drank
come and put that booty on me, baby, you know what i think
that’s how sh+t goes, you can’t trust ’em
i ain’t really trippin’, i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
take off those clothes, you don’t need ’em
lookin’ better without ’em and baby, we goin’ demon
she love it, i got her screamin’
i’m cuffin’, it ain’t the season
we f+ckin’ and then i’m leavin’
and for me, that’s fine
she don’t want no wine, she just want it from behind
ain’t worried what my interests are or who i’m seen with
she the type that i can go and run a scheme with
the type to bring her friends (look) and tag the whole team in
[chorus]
i got a question
how many bottles in yo’ section?
all these models, see the way that i’m finessin’
it’s a blessing
they love the way that i be s+xy
go ‘head, baby, shake that ass in my direction
got a question
where’s all the women in yo’ section?
starin’ at a table full of hoes, bro, you stressin’
my suggestion
quit lyin’ to impress ’em
flexin’ wit’ your bros, bro, you dyin’ for attention
got a question

[verse 2]
yeah, i need an answer (i need an answer)
ayy, baby girl, is you a dancer? (is you a dancer?)
seen you from a distance, lookin’ everything but standard (uh+huh)
the way she move that body, make me wanna romance her (make me wanna romance)
yeah, she really leave a good impression (yeah)
didn’t come here on her own, but she lookin’ my direction (yeah, she lookin’ my direction)
tryna take her home, i ain’t tryna use discretion (haha)
see you lookin’ at her phone, like, “who you textin’?”
ayy, i got a question (got a question)
is that your daughter or you bought her? (yeah, you bought her)
she finna leave with me, i don’t really care who brought her (woah)
ain’t going back and forth, no need to t++ter totter
two+tone p already got her (already got her)
yeah (yeah)
she gon’ make it clap, she gon’ make it clap (make it clap)
yeah, she gon’ make it clap, make it clap for me
she gon’ make it clap, she gon’ make it clap (make it clap)
yeah, she gon’ make it clap, make it clap for me
for a stack, i bet she gon’ throw it back (throw it back)
do it with no hands, i wanna see you make it clap (make it clap)
don’t stare into her eyes, it’s a trap (yeah)
baby girl, you beautiful and that there is a fact
[chorus]
i got a question
how many bottles in yo’ section?
all these models, see the way that i’m finessin’
it’s a blessing
they love the way that i be s+xy
go ‘head, baby, shake that ass in my direction
got a question
where’s all the women in yo’ section?
starin’ at a table full of hoes, bro, you stressin’
my suggestion
quit lyin’ to impress ’em
flexin’ wit’ your bros, bro, you dyin’ for attention
got a question



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