Drugs

[Intro] Social clubbing is just a way of life With that being said, baby I’m on you like drugs So why don’t you slip into something a little more comfortable Maybe slip up out of it Get a little something to drink, whatever [Verse] I put you on a scale, you measure up to my standards I put you on your back, pleasure you till you can’t stand it I’m feeling like another shot of Patrone and I’m stranded I’mma end up lying up beside of your pussy like it’s abandoned You want half of that molly, the other half is for later I remember when I first bagged you, your home girl was a hater Once you was in my veins, though, you came with that cocaine flow And all the bitches you hang with wanna know how much did I paid for But I ain’t spending one dollar to knock you back out of alignment We fucked on the first night so I guess you call it consignment In a … bag of your love got a nigga bout to be tweeting You gave a nigga the munchkins, first chick I ever was eating Laid up with you for weekends, even pulled my mamma’s sofa You had me like a dope fiend, can’t wait till you come over And you be on that molly, I’m on vodka, we ain’t sober Just your perfume on my shirt gives me a boner I’m on you like drugs Do you like drugs? Yeah, well me too Do you like drugs? Yeah, well me too Who put you on speaker? Let my niggas hear how your voice sound You an R’n’b diva but don’t care for all of my boys round You keep grabbing my features, try to get me to come sex you Temperature is too much to bear, didn’t make it to the bedroom I been drinking all day and I’ve been thinking how you ride me And how you scream my scene, I just love it when you inside me It’s breath taking The only chick I’m calling just to see how your day is going Grab some food, grab some drinks then get your legs open You sent me with your camera phone pics of you fresh out the shower Pill on your tongue with the text that says come fuck my flower You got my name on the steam in the mirror And your fame don’t fuck with my self-esteem, pull a chair up Give me lap dances and back massages all night and a blow job You my little valued piece, sing soft but you go hard Zip lock you triple bean, you tripled my double and cashed out Read up, it’s that fish scale, pull a duffle bag and a ski mask Do you like drugs? Well, me too Do you like drugs? Well, me too What about tonight? So let’s dance a little harder Till I feel it come over All I need is your love, baby, and drugs Do you like drugs? Well, me too