Shystie – Control It lyrics
I’ll run up on a brother, what's age, what's ya name?
Do you drive, what suit do you wear, where’d you stay?
Do you stay with your mother, have you got your own place?
What car do you drive, do you smoke, do you rave?
Let me get into your mind, let me fuck with ya brain
Come fuck with your girl, I'm the best what you saying?
I'm the best what you saying, what size is ya feet?
Is it just a myth, lemme judge, lemme see?
Yo, lemme touch it up, hands on ya pants
Rubbing on ya woody, woodpecker, pecking on ya pants
Ima bad gyal villain, if I like then I wana
Homewreck ya whole motherfucking house up proper
Na I'm playing, my mother raised this chick better
Other bitches got the rabies
Other bitches on their back or on fours getting dick
They don’t even know his name, but getting new laces wigs
Brand new weaves all down to their butt, in exchange letting niggas put it deep in their gut man
I just wana fella that can give it to me good, no two minute shoulda coulda woulda, listen to me boy
I just need a man with that good D game, love brain, I ain't fucking with you lames
Spend all ya money on me hunny, what's ya range?
Look I just wana live life fast in these lanes, got a taste for it
You got a taste for it? Come and taste it
Strawberry milkshake all up in ya face bitch
Slow down baby we ain't even gota race
I just wana burst in ya face, ha ha
Na I just wana have some fun wid ya dude
Sip until my rouge lipstick turns nude
Sipping on that swag juice, get us in the mood
What u saying? Can you, can you come through?
Control it, work it, show me why you deserve this
Control it, work it, show me why, can you show me why?
Ooh, can you show me why? X2 Show me why can you show me why?
[AZEALIA BANKS VERSE]
What's ya flavor boy, tell me now, tell me can ya, turn me out
Tell me are ya, bout it bout, if ya are, then I'm glad I found ya
Choke me, spank me, pull my hair x4
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