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Soon Come Lyrics - Artist : Capella Grey
Yo, you got me leavin' voicemails and shit
You deadass? Where you was at? Your love is, your love is, your love is You're up, you're right there Blowin' up my phone all day You're so impatient But girl, I don't mind (I don't mind) And I'm about to leave this party Soon as I get home I'ma set the vibe right, I'ma treat it like it's prom night I'ma fuck you all night, oh baby Get to grabbin', get to squeezin' Can't wait 'til I get home I'm tryna end my day right, I was with my homies Yeah, she sent that late night text, said she was lonely And the way this Henny got me feelin' I'm ready to risk it all, oh, oh Came here with my bros but I don't care, I'm leavin' 'Cause now these messages comin' with pics, oh, oh shit My Uber is comin' in five I soon come, I soon come But you're just so impatient (You're so impatient) I'm blowin' up your phone (Blowin' up my phone, no) I'ma need you to lay down Soon as you get home I'ma set the vibe right (Vibe right), I'ma treat it like it's prom night (Prom night) I'ma fuck you all night, oh baby Get to grabbin' (Grabbin'), get to squeezin' (Squeezin') Can't wait 'til I get home I link in your studio, for what I'm speakin' in the studio Send a text, that you had a long day I got this vibe poppin' but had to dip to the hallway It's about 3 somethin', and I see you ready for foreplay Five rounds in me, restricted license but my drive decisive You tell me I need to chill but me on the way is enticin' You like this, impatient thoughts about your bent on your couch Handle your mouth, or all that shit you talkin' right now And you love this, the way my hand, my damn [?], I'm so trillin' it Tell me how you soon come and I know 'cause I can feel the shit I'm tuned in, fuckin' with a real one Since you made me your center of attention, you always feel like I should kill somethin' Your love is, your love is, your love is You're up, you're right there Blowin' up my phone all day |
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