Jay Rock, Ab-Soul, BJ The Chicago Kid - Lust Demons lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jay Rock, Ab-Soul, BJ The Chicago Kid - Lust Demons lyrics]
Your body's calling, your body's calling me
(Give me some of that, give me some of that
That)
I know what you like, I know what you want
I know what you need
I know how to put you out your misery
A-B (Dash) S-O-U-L, infinity
When it comes to the possibilities
Anytime you're in my vicinity
And I'll beat it up, yeah, I'll beat it up
Yeah, I'll beat it up
Just like it's my enemy
All night, I can't resist
I need it like my pancreas
If you dismiss and no give me kiss kiss
It'll be hard digestin' it
Give me some of that, give me some of that
That sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
Back it up 'til a nigga say
"That's enough"
Mirror on the ceiling, everything lookin' up
Sweetie, I'm tryna get it in
Like a suite key
Your skin like sweet tea, I need thee
Look sweet thing, you remind me of my
Jeep: your body's callin'
She got work, but I think she finna call in
‘Cause I'm all in that thang
And she probably think I'm in love
The way I'm fallin' in that thang, Soulo!
This drank here got me leanin'
This reefer keep on screamin'
And I believe that everything
Happens for a reason
And, girl, you got me fiendin'
I don't care about your religion
‘Cause I just can't resist you
Goddamn lust demons
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Give me some of that, give me some of that
Give me some of that, give me some of that
(Rock) Leanin' like a mothafucka
I be pourin'
(Black Hippy shit) Higher than a mothafucka
I be blowin' i'm off that Amber Kush
With a bad lil bitch, call her Amber Rose
She be lovin' the crew and
I be lovin' her too
She got a thing for them rap niggas I suppose
She feelin' my energy i feel on her thighs
She fill up the Hennessy now we on the sofa
In a minute I'ma be bendin' her over
She know my motives
Tryna get behind it like a locomotive
She trained, she on the right track
Yeah, she got that boomerang
Then I'm comin' right back
She ratchet nasty
She got a ring on her tongue
And a ring on her clit
Got my hands on my YKK, zip it down
Now she all on my tip
She told me, "Look at me
When I work my magic, daddy!"
She pulled a rabbit out a hat
Made my dick disappear
In thin air, then she brought it right back
This drank here got me leanin'
This reefer keep on screamin'
And I believe that everything
Happens for a reason
And, girl, you got me fiendin'
I don't care about your religion
‘Cause I just can't resist you
Goddamn lust demons
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Give me some of that, give me some of that
Give me some of that, give me some of that
(Give me some of that, give me some of that
That)
I know what you like, I know what you want
I know what you need
I know how to put you out your misery
A-B (Dash) S-O-U-L, infinity
When it comes to the possibilities
Anytime you're in my vicinity
And I'll beat it up, yeah, I'll beat it up
Yeah, I'll beat it up
Just like it's my enemy
All night, I can't resist
I need it like my pancreas
If you dismiss and no give me kiss kiss
It'll be hard digestin' it
Give me some of that, give me some of that
That sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
Back it up 'til a nigga say
"That's enough"
Mirror on the ceiling, everything lookin' up
Sweetie, I'm tryna get it in
Like a suite key
Your skin like sweet tea, I need thee
Look sweet thing, you remind me of my
Jeep: your body's callin'
She got work, but I think she finna call in
‘Cause I'm all in that thang
And she probably think I'm in love
The way I'm fallin' in that thang, Soulo!
This drank here got me leanin'
This reefer keep on screamin'
And I believe that everything
Happens for a reason
And, girl, you got me fiendin'
I don't care about your religion
‘Cause I just can't resist you
Goddamn lust demons
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Give me some of that, give me some of that
Give me some of that, give me some of that
(Rock) Leanin' like a mothafucka
I be pourin'
(Black Hippy shit) Higher than a mothafucka
I be blowin' i'm off that Amber Kush
With a bad lil bitch, call her Amber Rose
She be lovin' the crew and
I be lovin' her too
She got a thing for them rap niggas I suppose
She feelin' my energy i feel on her thighs
She fill up the Hennessy now we on the sofa
In a minute I'ma be bendin' her over
She know my motives
Tryna get behind it like a locomotive
She trained, she on the right track
Yeah, she got that boomerang
Then I'm comin' right back
She ratchet nasty
She got a ring on her tongue
And a ring on her clit
Got my hands on my YKK, zip it down
Now she all on my tip
She told me, "Look at me
When I work my magic, daddy!"
She pulled a rabbit out a hat
Made my dick disappear
In thin air, then she brought it right back
This drank here got me leanin'
This reefer keep on screamin'
And I believe that everything
Happens for a reason
And, girl, you got me fiendin'
I don't care about your religion
‘Cause I just can't resist you
Goddamn lust demons
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Give me some of that, give me some of that
Give me some of that, give me some of that