Lyrics to Honey
Yeah, kisses sweet
Keep me weak
A broom you sweep
She swept these hoes like playoff teams
I keep the green, she keep the white
I keep some lean, she keep a bean
I keep my seams on fleek and bling
Said I got her in a higher octave
Always runnin', so I turned her to a head doctor
Good game, had to add me to her player roster
Know I got her friends jockin' over
Got her neighbors knockin'
Gave me head in the Hills
Got me head over heels
Like, Jesus, take the wheel, gotta peel
Almost crashed on the interstate
Took her on that dinner date
Knew that I would see her once again like a duplicate
Intricate, conversations, rominations, made it happen, revelations, resignation
Bye, oh God
And now I'm front line, like fuck a punch line
Speak on these drunk lines, got tan lines
Don't undermine my mind because I want to trace 'em
Ooh, yeah, I want to trace 'em
Your man, I might replace him
'Cause he done got complacent
Creative shit she cravin'
It's like aerobics when we act a fool in Momma basement
Bitches got you shakin'
She's like my favorite agent
Got me in stu, autotune like
Temptation Dave or Marvin Gaye
She like, sing, babe
Like, shine, babe, do your thang, babe
But really she a money chaser
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Gon' play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Girl, play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Girl, play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Gon' play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can creep to the backseat
Keef in the backwood, back bends, back freak
Tuggin' on my dreadlocks, say the color, got a pussy
River we dive in, head first, swimmer league
Ocean deep, mega sweet, queef when I pull out
Now she on my heels every time a nigga pop out
East room cookouts
See her then I dip out
Casanova lit now, so her best friends want to put out
Huh, woo, so she threw it at me
I'm Jerry Rice when it come to catch a pussy passin'
She call them plays
Special teams with the special panics
That lingerie will make a blind nigga see the passion
Emojis when I call 'cause them niggas hella average
Red bottoms stand, stuntin' like a Dallas Maverick
Was [? 2:17], swear them legs ready every hour
Got a nigga singin' falsetto and I'm tappin' like
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Gon' play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Girl, play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Girl, play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Gon' play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, woo
Yeah, woo
Woo
Yeah, woo
Keep me weak
A broom you sweep
She swept these hoes like playoff teams
I keep the green, she keep the white
I keep some lean, she keep a bean
I keep my seams on fleek and bling
Said I got her in a higher octave
Always runnin', so I turned her to a head doctor
Good game, had to add me to her player roster
Know I got her friends jockin' over
Got her neighbors knockin'
Gave me head in the Hills
Got me head over heels
Like, Jesus, take the wheel, gotta peel
Almost crashed on the interstate
Took her on that dinner date
Knew that I would see her once again like a duplicate
Intricate, conversations, rominations, made it happen, revelations, resignation
Bye, oh God
And now I'm front line, like fuck a punch line
Speak on these drunk lines, got tan lines
Don't undermine my mind because I want to trace 'em
Ooh, yeah, I want to trace 'em
Your man, I might replace him
'Cause he done got complacent
Creative shit she cravin'
It's like aerobics when we act a fool in Momma basement
Bitches got you shakin'
She's like my favorite agent
Got me in stu, autotune like
Temptation Dave or Marvin Gaye
She like, sing, babe
Like, shine, babe, do your thang, babe
But really she a money chaser
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Gon' play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Girl, play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Girl, play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Gon' play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can creep to the backseat
Keef in the backwood, back bends, back freak
Tuggin' on my dreadlocks, say the color, got a pussy
River we dive in, head first, swimmer league
Ocean deep, mega sweet, queef when I pull out
Now she on my heels every time a nigga pop out
East room cookouts
See her then I dip out
Casanova lit now, so her best friends want to put out
Huh, woo, so she threw it at me
I'm Jerry Rice when it come to catch a pussy passin'
She call them plays
Special teams with the special panics
That lingerie will make a blind nigga see the passion
Emojis when I call 'cause them niggas hella average
Red bottoms stand, stuntin' like a Dallas Maverick
Was [? 2:17], swear them legs ready every hour
Got a nigga singin' falsetto and I'm tappin' like
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
You just want this honey, babe
20s, 50s, 100s, babe
She ask if I she think wavin'
I think that she kinda crazy
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Gon' play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Girl, play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, and my momma gonna dance to this, Grandmammy, aunties gon' dance to this
Girl, play this in the club, they gon' dance to this
Gon' play this for your friends, they gon' dance to this
Ooh, woo
Yeah, woo
Woo
Yeah, woo
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