Rick RossDiced Pineapples

[Wale] Diced pineapple Tonight you will reach a height that the sky wont catch you The highest form of my admiration, I ain't no connoisseur but I'm kinda sure you will admire my taste And before the sun graze ya I'm tryna see how deep you are and believe me shawty I ain't talking about No intimate conversation I'm wanna see if I can make you reach things unattainable when I peek into Your nature And I promise you my goals will exceed any pyshical pleasure I wanna give you what's better than better The better my effort, the wetter her treasure The more these mere moments seem like heavens or Temporary forever's Shawty get it together Diced Pineapple May your love come down some of mine might have you You design my imagination And let me redefine foreplay so you need? Tell me shawty you got it baby If it's not it baby Hope it's progress baby Let it all drip baby Stop that shaking No more talking baby No more talking baby [Rick Ross] Shawty so fine, p***y so fresh Diced pineapples, there my baby taste the best I nearly lost my mind Guess it was a test Swept her off her feet and went and bought her a** a Lex' Paid it off cash, so I never wrote a check Leave my cars at her crib, I'm just stuntin' on her ex Pussy's excellent and I know it sound a mess I like to make her toes curl as I'm licking on her flesh S** all night, couple shots of ciroc Crib on the water, got Lebron up the block Money ain't a thing baby, welcome to the mark Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar B***h so bad got me wishing I could sing her You know form is? When you on the team Double-M G them other n****s fell off Baby girl I just wanna see you well off [Drake] Call me crazy, s**t at least you calling Feels better when you let it out don't it girl Know it's easy to get caught up in the moment When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back Then we f**k all night til things get right Then we f**k all night til things get right [Rick Ross] Shawty so fine, p***y so fresh Diced pineapples I just bought my girl a set I know my lifestyle wild, I do it for the set She know how to make me smile And she do it with the s** Pop bottles, make love, thug passion Red Bottoms Montclair, high fashion Belt buckles, door handles gold plated Balmain, rich denim, out Vegas French Riviera, baby girl lets take a trip I'ma trip, go to Cannes, France to catch a flick Baby listen, this position is a blessing And with your permission hopefully you'll learn a lesson I'm so fly that I shouldn't even walk She so fine she ain't even gotta talk Diced pineapples, talking diamonds by the jar She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star [Drake] Call me crazy s**t at least you calling Feels better when you let it out don't it girl Yo it's easy to get caught up in the moment When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back Then we f**k all night til things get right Then we f**k all night til things get right Aww yeah [Wale] Something about her probably can't live without her Roll up some sour, let me kiss on a fountain Mission accomplished, you increasing your heart rate And I won't ever rescue me the peak of your mountain Eager to show you, thinking that I should know you And you eager to work perfect, I can't employ you Designer s**t spoil you, rub you down with the oil To get on a higher tree, gonna have to climb a sequoia Hol' up, showing off some Agent provocateur Rushing you out your draws Though patiently get you off Hate when they get too anxious though Hate when they be too? Like too get too deep But I hate to get too deeply involved How sweet is you Let me see some proof F**k making p***y talk I like to make it sing a tune All we need it weed We don't need no room Right now I'm trying We don't need a spoon [Drake - Hook]
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