Reasons Lyrics

Can I talk you real quick mama

I know you got some questions

I don't know if I got the answers, but this all I know

The love don't come that easy to me

When you come from the streets

You just tryna see

What the ass look like when it's out them jeans

Can I touch

Can I squeeze

Just a little tease

Baby ima shooter, let me direct scene

Go slow

Go slow

Let it rain on me

Do you like it rough

All the freaky stuff

We ain't gotta talk

Just a passionate fuck

Whisper in my ear

You ain't got to fear

Talk to me nice

I can pull on your hair

Bite you on your neck

If you like it there

Promise to keep you safe my dear

I don't know how to make my feelings clear

But you the one

When I wake up

I talk to

Can I call you

Mention my scars too

Cuz I got so many

I don't know what to do

Toxic yeah

I was raised to see

Fairytale came in the form of the screen

Ohhh shit y'all talk

We just fuck and scream

Why daddy didn't show me on how to be

Look in the mirror monstrosity

But when I'm next to you

It brings a side me

I ain't never seen before

So I gotta keep

Showin you love

Everything you need

Probably mess up

Ima novelty

But you ain't gotta question my loyalty

Two things

I'm a sag and value honesty

So if you hear them chattin up

In them fuckin streets

Fuck all that talk and come at holla me

One word baby

That's their jealousy

They stay mad

I'm choosy

Curly headed baddie with the booty

Whisper in my ear

You ain't got to fear

Talk to me nice

I can pull on your hair

Bite you on your neck

If you like it there

Promise to keep you safe my dear

I don't know how to make my feelings clear

But you the one

When I wake up

I talk to

Can I call you

Mention scars too

Cuz I got so many

Don't know what to do

Disconnect come from my mind to my lip

The shit you say

Don't count

Don't trip

Working on things that you asked of me

Really feel like you made an ass of me

When I call you on the phone

Better answer me

Pull up and murdered a causality

That pussy was screaming

Oh daddy please

You singing them notes to jodeci

90s baby with the shoulder lean

Lean back

Lean back

On top of me

Don't think that

I don't know you ain't new to scene

The walk, the look, your eyes compete

Pressure, on pressure, we vying steam

The Lady, the tramp

Both cookies be clean

Interior luxury

Motor pristine

Claro que si

You want more mami

The love don't come that easy to me

When you come from the streets

You just tryna see

What the ass look like when it's out them jeans

Can I touch

Can I squeeze

Just a little tease

Baby ima shooter, let me direct scene

Go slow

Go slow

Let it rain on me

Do you like it rough

All the freaky stuff

We ain't gotta talk

Just a passionate fuck

Whisper in my ear

You ain't got to fear

Talk to me nice

I can pull on your hair

Bite you on your neck

If you like it there

Promise to keep you safe, yeah

I don't know how to make my feelings clear

But you the one

When I wake up

I talk to

Can I call you

Mention scars too

Cuz I got so many

Don't know what to do

Yeah

That's that thing right there

Ayo Mikki

Run that shit back Mikki

Xavi