this is a deep track about love and heartbreaks on a rnb vibe
Avnoor Singh Kohli or Known Online As John Lewis, is a 18 Year old Singer/Rapper/Dancer born and raised in Canada Starting at the age of 12. he began uploadin
Story behind the song
this is a deep track about love and heartbreaks on a rnb vibe
Lyrics
Ohhhh, Yeah
Ohhhh, Hmmm
Yeah, Yeah
Bring your ass over
Girl, come bend that ass over
You know i'm takin' your soul
Got 10 for you, girl
I hope you take a paw, yeah
Bring your ass over
Girl, come bend your ass over
Girl, i got 10 for your soul
You can't handle a nigga with a prob, babe
I got a problem in me
And you know i got a problem in me
I got a problem in me
And baby you know i got a problem in me
Hmmm
Follow on me, Follow on me
You ain't never fuck a nigga like like girl i'm different
Look at the hoes in my mentions
When i put the dick in you be twitchin'
Girl you nasty, Hit a split
Yeah, ohhhh
Come and ride this phase
Eat the box everyday
I'll be all up in your ribs
You already know what it is
You know you fuck with a thug
Girl, i'm a thug
I know that we got each other (Yeah)
Ain't about your past lover
I'm up in your stomach
Don't scream like you wakin' you up
You Know we cool
Treat you good things so you gotta keep do
Keep fuckin' with me, girl
You see what I do
I might be on the block but I'm changing for you
Yeahhhhh
Bring your ass over
Girl, come bend that ass over
You know i'm takin' your soul
Got 10 for you, girl
I hope you take a paw, yeah
Bring your ass over
Girl, come bend your ass over
Girl, I got 10 for your soul
You can't handle a nigga with a prob, babe
I got a problem in me
And you know i got a problem in me
I got a problem in me
And baby you know i got a problem in me
Hmmm, oh
Follow on me, Follow on me (Yeah)
Follow on me, Follow on me
Everytime we met had some connections, shawty
Actin' like it's always been about looks or am i crazy
'Cause the pain got me, I ain't much about it
Everytime you rockin' with your vintage M P 3
Make sure your head don't bust over a empty three
Actin' like a boy can't get enough
I mean all of these times
That nobody believed in my goals
I had to cut them off, rope that shit
Now believe when you first laid your lips on mine
Prolly was just a dream
Fuck all these hoes
Who's tryna get you like a forbes magazine
At the end of the day
You, You just gotta keep on hustlin'
