Addey - Closeup (feat. King Shaun) Lyrics

Addey
Yeah
Addey
Gang
Always with the gang, always with the bros, yuh
Walk up in the party, everybody knows us
Rolling down the street, foreign with the doors up
Nigga rep yo' set, know we throw the fours up
I know you a busy girl, gotta get your dough up
She a homebody, she don't like to pour up
I like how you move, I like how you pose, yuh
Baby lemme take a picture, ready for your closeup?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She wanna hear my unreleased, nah you only get a snippet
Lil baby come with me, I can show you how we kick it
Yeah my cash right, I don't do the trappin' and the flippin'
You not my girl, no, so, tell me why you trippin'
I get money now, so, all these niggas switchin'
You get bitches but, I'm, getting to the riches
Stach my money tall, I, stack it to the ceiling
That's yo' girl but, I, think she want my digits
That's yo' gril but, I, think she want my children
Pussy so good, I, think I'm catching feelings
Shawty so shy, lights off when I hit it
I don't need a hoe, I, only need a million
Now she hitting up my phone, Addey I miss you
I got money on my mind, I don't think about you
I ain't never been a crip but my hunnids all blue
Tell me what you tryna do, lil' mama come through
Always with the gang, always with the bros, yuh
Walk up in the party, everybody knows us
Rolling down the street, foreign with the doors up
Nigga rep yo' set, know we throw the fours up
I know you a busy girl, gotta get your dough up
She a homebody, she don't like to pour up
I like how you move, I like how you pose, yuh
Baby lemme take a picture, ready for your closeup?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shawty say she coming for the weekend, ah
Pull up to the party in a Benzo, ah
And I might lose my mind
When I see you there slow whining
Baby there's no time
Let's go straight to the grinding
Pull up to the city
And you know I got my baby with me
You know I got no other
You're my one and only lover
Baby, baby
You know I want you tonight
Baby, baby
I know you want me for life
Always with the gang, always with the bros, yuh
Walk up in the party, everybody knows us
Rolling down the street, foreign with the doors up
Nigga rep yo' set, know we throw the fours up
I know you a busy girl, gotta get your dough up
She a homebody, she don't like to pour up
I like how you move, I like how you pose, yuh
Baby lemme take a picture, ready for your closeup?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang