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I want to wish you well I guess it's well wishes The way you coming at me I mean you stay vicious I don't mean to be frank and all up in your business I swear I'm praying to God and Lord I need a witness I guess I manifested this and you came through The way you came through I swear it's just like living proof That living proof I swear it got me through them hard times Them hard times how I got these bars for hard rhymes (facts) Yeah, I said I had enough Is you down for whatever baby let's double up (double up) I can turn on the Netflix let's cuddle up (cuddle up) Or we can grab a couple drinks baby turn it up (turn it up) Yeah, baby turn it up The way you look in my eyes baby turn it up The way I'm looking at your thighs I'm going to turn it up All the passion and desire turn it up Damn you fire, turn it up The way you preaching with the choir turn it up Exposing all these fucking liars turn it up My whole passion and desire turn it up Yeah, baby turn it up The way you look in my eyes baby turn it up The way I'm looking at your thighs I'm going to turn it up All the passion and desire turn it up When we started it was all cool started kicking and chilling I swear so smooth Smooching on the front doorstep I might've drooled Drooling because I know that one day you to get that jewel Jewelry ain't never been a thang for you All you care about is getting that ring on you Got you a neckless that I spent this money on I don't ever see you where that bitch will sang on you Yeah, I swear giving up is never an option The way you got my feelings up in the air they for adoption One time, two time call it a auction I might as well be gone man killed by the toxins Toxicity never been a friend of me How we lovers and friends but we stay talking like we enemies All bad chords but we force it like we melodies Then we end up fucking just to cure it like a remedy Yeah, baby let's turn it up The way you look in my eyes baby turn it up The way I am looking at your thighs I'm going to turn it up All the passion and desire baby turn it up Damn you fire, turn it up The way you preaching with the choir turn it up Exposing all these fucking liars turn it up My whole passion and desire turn it up Yeah, turn it up Yeah, turn it up