Lyrics Lloyd – Wife You Up
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Girl, I’m coming over
And I’m hardly sober
Alcohol running through my veins
And it’s straight up to my brainn
Hit one number just to call out
Hey baby I’m feelin nice
But I need you to make me feel better
She said that bad timing, timing
And I couldn’t have what I was wantin, wantin
But she said to still come over
Maybe I could just hold her
So I thought to myself like damn…
Even if it’s that time of the month
Baby I still chill wich yah
Even if it’s that time of the month
I’ll come to your crib and kick wich you
Baby your far from the stars
Cause I got feelings for yah
It’s not all about sex sweet love
It’s all about me tryna wife you up
Girl my hormones raging crazy
Shorty shes my baby
Even though I can’t put her to bed
I can still run fingers through her hair
Treat her like she need to be treated…
Sex ain’t always needed
But then I got on, on my way
See her in a minute baby
She said that bad timing, timing
But she said to still come over
Maybe I could just hold her
So I thought to myself like damn…
Even if it’s that time of the month
Baby I still chill wich yah
Even if it’s that time of the month
I’ll come to your crib and kick wich you
Baby your far from the stars
Cause I got feelings for yah
It’s not all about sex sweet love
It’s all about me tryna wife you up
Even if it’s that time of the month
Baby I still chill wich yah
I’ll come to your crib and kick wich you
Cause I got feelings for yah
It’s all about me tryna wife you up