With You Gloss Up (Ft. Skilla Baby)
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[Intro: Skilla Baby]
You be doin' that one shit
Huh? Huh?
[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Gloss Up]
You bad as fuck, but can't nobody say they fuckin' you (Ain't fuckin' you)
That's the shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That pussy good, but can't no nigga say they touchin' you (They ain't touchin' you)
That's the shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you, huh)
You the shit, girl, you top two, but you the one, not two (You the one, not two)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (What's up, Skilla? Glossy, they fall in—, huh)
[Verse 1: Gloss Up]
I'm fine as fuck, these niggas know I stand on everything I say (On God)
Got no time for niggas' games, you know my kids like to play (You know that)
He say I'm his pretty problem (Problem), plus I'm skinny in the waist
These hoes ain't no competition, bitch, I run my own race (My own)
He say he love me 'cause I bust it down up in a stance (A stance)
My money long, I go for hours, hate a minuteman (I hate 'em)
He say, "I hold you down, I fuck with you, so hold the strap" (Hold the what?)
I get wet, he call me Tap, lift me on top, I never tap (Never)
Ooh, he say he love the Gloss (You love that)
I'll put you on some shit, lil' nigga, fuckin' with a boss (Fuckin' with a boss)
I doubled up on all my exes, counted every loss (Counted every loss)
And I can't never fuck no nigga who can't cover costs (The fuck?)
You be doin' that one shit
Huh? Huh?
[Chorus: Skilla Baby & Gloss Up]
You bad as fuck, but can't nobody say they fuckin' you (Ain't fuckin' you)
That's the shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That pussy good, but can't no nigga say they touchin' you (They ain't touchin' you)
That's the shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you, huh)
You the shit, girl, you top two, but you the one, not two (You the one, not two)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (They fall in love with you)
That's that shit that make these niggas fall in love with you (What's up, Skilla? Glossy, they fall in—, huh)
[Verse 1: Gloss Up]
I'm fine as fuck, these niggas know I stand on everything I say (On God)
Got no time for niggas' games, you know my kids like to play (You know that)
He say I'm his pretty problem (Problem), plus I'm skinny in the waist
These hoes ain't no competition, bitch, I run my own race (My own)
He say he love me 'cause I bust it down up in a stance (A stance)
My money long, I go for hours, hate a minuteman (I hate 'em)
He say, "I hold you down, I fuck with you, so hold the strap" (Hold the what?)
I get wet, he call me Tap, lift me on top, I never tap (Never)
Ooh, he say he love the Gloss (You love that)
I'll put you on some shit, lil' nigga, fuckin' with a boss (Fuckin' with a boss)
I doubled up on all my exes, counted every loss (Counted every loss)
And I can't never fuck no nigga who can't cover costs (The fuck?)
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