Lyrics to Need You
Ay, ay, you know I
I′m tryna put something together, uh-uh
Ay, uh
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain't nobody fucking with you, on God
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
Hell nah, my baby
Shawty, you gon' be forever, my baby
Them hoes in the past, they was never my baby
Just wait ′til the day I get bread up, my baby
I'm talking, I′m sending the Zephyr nails
Waxing the techs and the hair, my lil' baby
We can go Prada, or we can go Venice
Whatever you trying to wear, my lil′ baby
I come from the village
Mama name first wasn't English
But I can just tell you, my baby
Shawty, you fine as hell, my lil' baby
Heaven must be where you fell from, my baby
Know that you tired of working the shift
You searching for shits, you wanna take trips
You wanna cop cribs and stay in the cribs
Want me lay up and stay in them ribs
(Baby, you like soul food)
A lot on your plate, and you need to be ate
(You the one I run to)
You taste just like candy, think you my escape
Promise on God you gon′ carry my babies
I promise on God I′ma carry the weight
State to state, been chasing the cake
To make sure you caked up, I'm raising the stakes
With that water you carry between them lil′ legs
You deserve a whole house on a lake
Real ride or die, you twerk on behind
You gon' sign, I′m pushing the gap of the brakes
On my soul, do whatever it takes
On my soul, that's my soul that you take
In the field, tryna catch me a place
So we can be straight, all that I′ma say
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together 'cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
OK, it′s eight in the morning
I'm thinking ′bout how I'ma get to this check by tomorrow
I gotta know by the end of the day
If I gotta call up on my partner to ball
Nine in the morning, you tell me good morning
I can′t even tell you I'm chasing a dollar
Come by the morning, I gotta have stacks
It′s ten in the morning, I'm chasing them racks
11 to 12, I'm going through hell
I′m sitting at work, lunch still in that bag
I got some niggas see me ′bout the gas
I tell them niggas meet me 'round the back
1 p.m., you sending me memes
I say LOL but ain′t got time to laugh
2 p.m., ain't feeling that bad
I know in an hour I′ll have that cash
3:30, all I'm thinking ′bout is coming home to you
I want you all to myself, like it's nothing else to do
Four to five, I'm back outside, now my budget bulletproof
Tell me what you wanna do, fuck it when it come to you, uh
I spend my whole day stressing just tryna please you
And do it all over again, I′m cool with having amnesia
I spend my whole day stressing, just tryna keep you
I do like the sample say, ain′t afraid to say that I need you (I need you)
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain't nobody fucking with you, on God
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I′m tryna put something together 'cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
I′m tryna put something together, uh-uh
Ay, uh
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain't nobody fucking with you, on God
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
Hell nah, my baby
Shawty, you gon' be forever, my baby
Them hoes in the past, they was never my baby
Just wait ′til the day I get bread up, my baby
I'm talking, I′m sending the Zephyr nails
Waxing the techs and the hair, my lil' baby
We can go Prada, or we can go Venice
Whatever you trying to wear, my lil′ baby
I come from the village
Mama name first wasn't English
But I can just tell you, my baby
Shawty, you fine as hell, my lil' baby
Heaven must be where you fell from, my baby
Know that you tired of working the shift
You searching for shits, you wanna take trips
You wanna cop cribs and stay in the cribs
Want me lay up and stay in them ribs
(Baby, you like soul food)
A lot on your plate, and you need to be ate
(You the one I run to)
You taste just like candy, think you my escape
Promise on God you gon′ carry my babies
I promise on God I′ma carry the weight
State to state, been chasing the cake
To make sure you caked up, I'm raising the stakes
With that water you carry between them lil′ legs
You deserve a whole house on a lake
Real ride or die, you twerk on behind
You gon' sign, I′m pushing the gap of the brakes
On my soul, do whatever it takes
On my soul, that's my soul that you take
In the field, tryna catch me a place
So we can be straight, all that I′ma say
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together 'cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
OK, it′s eight in the morning
I'm thinking ′bout how I'ma get to this check by tomorrow
I gotta know by the end of the day
If I gotta call up on my partner to ball
Nine in the morning, you tell me good morning
I can′t even tell you I'm chasing a dollar
Come by the morning, I gotta have stacks
It′s ten in the morning, I'm chasing them racks
11 to 12, I'm going through hell
I′m sitting at work, lunch still in that bag
I got some niggas see me ′bout the gas
I tell them niggas meet me 'round the back
1 p.m., you sending me memes
I say LOL but ain′t got time to laugh
2 p.m., ain't feeling that bad
I know in an hour I′ll have that cash
3:30, all I'm thinking ′bout is coming home to you
I want you all to myself, like it's nothing else to do
Four to five, I'm back outside, now my budget bulletproof
Tell me what you wanna do, fuck it when it come to you, uh
I spend my whole day stressing just tryna please you
And do it all over again, I′m cool with having amnesia
I spend my whole day stressing, just tryna keep you
I do like the sample say, ain′t afraid to say that I need you (I need you)
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I'm tryna put something together ′cause (I need you)
Ain't nobody fucking with you, on God
January, February, too
Making these plays for you, bringing the gang back to you
You know I (need you)
I′m tryna put something together 'cause (I need you)
Ain′t nobody fucking with you, on God
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