Lxryclvb - Yoo Lyrics

Pop up Pop up I rise
To occasion every time
Ya ass run across my mind
Killin time killin' time tho
Tryna make ya mine yo
Tryna make ya mine yo
Tryna make ya mine yeah

Pop up Pop up I rise
To occasion every time
Ya ass run across my mind
Killin time killin' time

Mine mine
Tryna make ya mine
Yoo Yoo
Aye

Tryna make ya mine
Yoo Yoo Yoo Yo
Ayeee
Ayee
Aye

Tryna make ya mine
Yo Yo
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye

Tell me why we killin' time
No No
Aye

Yoo Yoo

I'm out my mind
She's out my league bro
I like mines out my league
Out my league tho
Bad gal ting
Wanna ming
We could mingle
I Could careless if ya sing
If ya single

You a ting tho
Can I call ya later
Energy I favor
Plus her body is amazing

Uh uh

Gurl you bangin'
Got me in my corny bag
But you laugh
I feel that
And you getting to a bag
I feel that

Whoa whoa poppin' tags
Got to riches from the rags
Like a missile to the glam
I feel that

I feel you
Like a Christmas gift of new
Wanna hold ya closer to me
While we stare across the views
You feel that

Then we outta here
TMZ can spot us here
Off deep in ya waters
Like a otter here
Prada here

Luxury ya drip
Expensive faucet
So purty it sit
To thick for all that fit

Got damn...

Pop up Pop up I rise
To occasion every time
Ya ass run across my mind
Killin time killin' time tho
Tryna make ya mine yo
Tryna make ya mine yo
Tryna make ya mine yo

Pop up Pop up I rise
To occasion every time
Ya ass run across my mind
Killin' time killin' time

Tryna make ya
Mine
Tryna make ya
Mine
Tryna make ya mine
Yoo Yoo
Aye

Tryna make ya mine
Yoo Yoo Yoo Yo
Ayeee
Ayee
Aye

Tryna make ya mine
Yo Yo
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye

Tell me why we killin' time
No No
Aye

Yoo Yoo

Whoah Whoah
It's time to go go
She up and down on me
Down on me yo-yo
She never snow blow
That's why I keep iced
Tossed the keys to my ride
Told her keep it nice
See her ex she beep it twice
I bought her first class trips
F*ck the cheaper flights
She get all the drips
She got natural hip
Natural lips
But her hair be on some nappy shit
I need a classy bitch
That's an oxymoron
I'd be the moron if I let you go
Tryna treat ya tryna heat your beaches down in Mexico
Tryna Tryna Tryna Tryna
Tryna make you mine
Speeding f*ck the traffic ticket
Don't care cause you fine
You the type to bail me out if I was in a bind
This ain't a coincidence It is all designed
Tell her Yo Yo
Next song we bout to blow blow

Tryna make ya mine
Yo Yo Yo Yo