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AJ Tracey – Butterflies lyrics
(feat. Not3s)
[Intro]
It sounds like Nyge
[Hook: AJ Tracey]
Cos' I just came to relax one time
Baby saying young nigga, how you act so fine?
She be sweating when its back shots time
I told her slow down, baby take your time
She don't spread it for them wasteman there
Oh no, cos' she knows that's mine
Them other tings, man they don't compare
She's the only one that gets my shine
Cos' I just came to relax one time
Baby saying young nigga, how you act so fine?
She be sweating when its back shots time
I told her slow down, baby take your time
She don't spread it for them wasteman there
Oh no, cos' she knows that's mine
Them other tings, man they don't compare
She's the only one that gets my shine
[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
Why you acting like you wanna go?
Have a drink, drop it south like it's 1-0 road
You like me on a high, but I'm on a low
Call your bredrins, we can vibe, we can run a show
Drink, strong liquor, got the party jumping
I wanna get you home and give your ting a thumping
I carve the pussy up like I'm cutting pumpkin
Pussy like the English channel every time I jump in
Fuck your man and who your man know
Shooters getting peeled like a mango
Two-step with me we can tango
Man know everywhere I go I make the gang go
Gang
She smells like a peach and her skin sparkle
I bruck in the kitchen have her run a marble
Pull up in a rented Lam
Made her wanna car pool
Ice on my wrist give a nigga Carpal
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Not3s]
She's the sweetest joint
And I'm praying that she rolls my way
Cos' her backoff be bigger than jupiter
That's floating up in space
Oh babe, don't tease me now
Don't try run them mind games
Don't play, make it easier
Girl I love the way your nails look good
And your body look cute
Yeah I love the way it's like that
Hands up in the clouds
'pon my mountain top
Girl I like the way you climb that
Too dank in my loud pack
Thumping the back, cos I love off the bounce back
Your ex man's a lab rat
Talk about "trap trap"
He don't get cash
Go tell that pussy'ole 'llow that
[Hook]
[Intro]
It sounds like Nyge
[Hook: AJ Tracey]
Cos' I just came to relax one time
Baby saying young nigga, how you act so fine?
She be sweating when its back shots time
I told her slow down, baby take your time
She don't spread it for them wasteman there
Oh no, cos' she knows that's mine
Them other tings, man they don't compare
She's the only one that gets my shine
Cos' I just came to relax one time
Baby saying young nigga, how you act so fine?
She be sweating when its back shots time
I told her slow down, baby take your time
She don't spread it for them wasteman there
Oh no, cos' she knows that's mine
Them other tings, man they don't compare
She's the only one that gets my shine
[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
Why you acting like you wanna go?
Have a drink, drop it south like it's 1-0 road
You like me on a high, but I'm on a low
Call your bredrins, we can vibe, we can run a show
Drink, strong liquor, got the party jumping
I wanna get you home and give your ting a thumping
I carve the pussy up like I'm cutting pumpkin
Pussy like the English channel every time I jump in
Fuck your man and who your man know
Shooters getting peeled like a mango
Two-step with me we can tango
Man know everywhere I go I make the gang go
Gang
She smells like a peach and her skin sparkle
I bruck in the kitchen have her run a marble
Pull up in a rented Lam
Made her wanna car pool
Ice on my wrist give a nigga Carpal
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Not3s]
She's the sweetest joint
And I'm praying that she rolls my way
Cos' her backoff be bigger than jupiter
That's floating up in space
Oh babe, don't tease me now
Don't try run them mind games
Don't play, make it easier
Girl I love the way your nails look good
And your body look cute
Yeah I love the way it's like that
Hands up in the clouds
'pon my mountain top
Girl I like the way you climb that
Too dank in my loud pack
Thumping the back, cos I love off the bounce back
Your ex man's a lab rat
Talk about "trap trap"
He don't get cash
Go tell that pussy'ole 'llow that
[Hook]
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