I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
Oh yeah
I know you like it that way
You getting on your knees, city girl
Like you wanna show a prayer
Oh yeah
Girl you right, I know
Wanna take off all your clothes
Wanna make your mind explode
Come and take a sip of my Patron
Got a mob no Al Capone
Put you on then we can take it slow
Then pick it up back to where we left off, woah
Teach you something that you ought to know
Yeah, you looking like centerfold
Know you love it 'cause my neck gets cold
When your body get hot I put my pieces on
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
Oh yeah
Feel like my love is overdue
Can't get you out of my mind
I don't regret the things I've done to you
Good pussy, getting on fine
At least I got you on speed dial
At least I got you on FaceTime
At least I got you on my bed too
Shoot a movie then we keep it in my archives
Baby gimme head like my money
Head like my money like I said I feel lucky
Baby I said I feel lucky
I ended up with you, run the city like a tummy
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
The Big Hash - On You Lyrics
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I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
Oh yeah
I know you like it that way
You getting on your knees, city girl
Like you wanna show a prayer
Oh yeah
Girl you right, I know
Wanna take off all your clothes
Wanna make your mind explode
Come and take a sip of my Patron
Got a mob no Al Capone
Put you on then we can take it slow
Then pick it up back to where we left off, woah
Teach you something that you ought to know
Yeah, you looking like centerfold
Know you love it 'cause my neck gets cold
When your body get hot I put my pieces on
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
Oh yeah
Feel like my love is overdue
Can't get you out of my mind
I don't regret the things I've done to you
Good pussy, getting on fine
At least I got you on speed dial
At least I got you on FaceTime
At least I got you on my bed too
Shoot a movie then we keep it in my archives
Baby gimme head like my money
Head like my money like I said I feel lucky
Baby I said I feel lucky
I ended up with you, run the city like a tummy
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
Oh yeah
I know you like it that way
You getting on your knees, city girl
Like you wanna show a prayer
Oh yeah
Girl you right, I know
Wanna take off all your clothes
Wanna make your mind explode
Come and take a sip of my Patron
Got a mob no Al Capone
Put you on then we can take it slow
Then pick it up back to where we left off, woah
Teach you something that you ought to know
Yeah, you looking like centerfold
Know you love it 'cause my neck gets cold
When your body get hot I put my pieces on
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
Oh yeah
Feel like my love is overdue
Can't get you out of my mind
I don't regret the things I've done to you
Good pussy, getting on fine
At least I got you on speed dial
At least I got you on FaceTime
At least I got you on my bed too
Shoot a movie then we keep it in my archives
Baby gimme head like my money
Head like my money like I said I feel lucky
Baby I said I feel lucky
I ended up with you, run the city like a tummy
I know your girlfriends are watching
They don't have shit on you
I'm acting like I don't have options
'Cause they ain't got shit on you
I'm looking like boyfriend material
Girl I would look good on you
Eat you out in the morning like cereal
Bring out the hood in you
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual
They ain't got shit on you
They ain't got shit on you
They like to talk
What you and I got, something spiritual