Kevin Gates - Satellites lyrics
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kevin Gates - Satellites lyrics]
Kevin Gates, I'm everybody sworn favorite
People tend to feel I'm
Michael Jackson reincarnated
Satellites, never really made love alright
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love
But she gon' get it right
Emotions probably telling her she
Could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love
Say she never really made love
I've been shot through the heart
Just on the d-low, Luca Brasi selling kilos
Gotta shop outta town and got a
Spot just around the way let's be specific
If I'm the nigga you feeling
Am I wrong for showing interest
In these women surrounding
I'ma straight dick her down and go
No time to lounge with hoes
On the grind, all the time
I done been down this road
Strictly need my C notes
Can you keep up with my lingo?
Some'll say life is a gamble
Which means love is a casino
Everybody just playin' to win
Think I made it again
Though many ladies pretend
Hoping this ain't what it is
This business I'm in
May make me taking a bid
Would you still be my
Friend, when I'm lonely, love?
Get 'em gone, cause ain't no
One on the phone, but us
Someone who strong when it's rough
Someone who won't give up
Ain't no wasting time, hustle every night
Promise everything is alright
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love but she
Gone get it right
Emotions probably telling her
She could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love, oh
Say she never really made love, oh oh
People changing on me
I am so sick of the masquerades
Grew up poor, had no dishes
Ate off paper plates i'm taking aim
Brought up in this life I know
Baby, you a rider and I love
When you ride it slow motion for me, girl
Arch up to the ceiling, now bend over for me
Girl pulling on your hair
While I'm gripping on your ass
When I kill it from the back
Know you feel it in your back
Late night screaming
All of the right reasons
Touching, teasing, blowing it might please
Make it bite back, I love when it bite me
Saying take some out, I know what it might be
When your body go to shaking
You're raising your right knee
Bit the pillow with your teeth
I know what it might mean
I'ma keep going, I know that the light green
Can't stay still
I'm stroking the right thing
Climb in the bed, with a dime in the bed
Don't tell me the spot, I'ma find it instead
Big, fine muthafucka
She a dime with the head
Just got a text, never mind what it said
iPhone ringing, I decline with a fret
Which color should I press, lime or the red
Decline or accept, next line never read
Minus the time and the time been the best
Told her what it was first time that we met
But she cry and get upset
Every time that I left
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love but she
Gone get it right
Emotions probably telling her
She could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love, oh
Say she never really made love, oh oh
People tend to feel I'm
Michael Jackson reincarnated
Satellites, never really made love alright
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love
But she gon' get it right
Emotions probably telling her she
Could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love
Say she never really made love
I've been shot through the heart
Just on the d-low, Luca Brasi selling kilos
Gotta shop outta town and got a
Spot just around the way let's be specific
If I'm the nigga you feeling
Am I wrong for showing interest
In these women surrounding
I'ma straight dick her down and go
No time to lounge with hoes
On the grind, all the time
I done been down this road
Strictly need my C notes
Can you keep up with my lingo?
Some'll say life is a gamble
Which means love is a casino
Everybody just playin' to win
Think I made it again
Though many ladies pretend
Hoping this ain't what it is
This business I'm in
May make me taking a bid
Would you still be my
Friend, when I'm lonely, love?
Get 'em gone, cause ain't no
One on the phone, but us
Someone who strong when it's rough
Someone who won't give up
Ain't no wasting time, hustle every night
Promise everything is alright
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love but she
Gone get it right
Emotions probably telling her
She could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love, oh
Say she never really made love, oh oh
People changing on me
I am so sick of the masquerades
Grew up poor, had no dishes
Ate off paper plates i'm taking aim
Brought up in this life I know
Baby, you a rider and I love
When you ride it slow motion for me, girl
Arch up to the ceiling, now bend over for me
Girl pulling on your hair
While I'm gripping on your ass
When I kill it from the back
Know you feel it in your back
Late night screaming
All of the right reasons
Touching, teasing, blowing it might please
Make it bite back, I love when it bite me
Saying take some out, I know what it might be
When your body go to shaking
You're raising your right knee
Bit the pillow with your teeth
I know what it might mean
I'ma keep going, I know that the light green
Can't stay still
I'm stroking the right thing
Climb in the bed, with a dime in the bed
Don't tell me the spot, I'ma find it instead
Big, fine muthafucka
She a dime with the head
Just got a text, never mind what it said
iPhone ringing, I decline with a fret
Which color should I press, lime or the red
Decline or accept, next line never read
Minus the time and the time been the best
Told her what it was first time that we met
But she cry and get upset
Every time that I left
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love but she
Gone get it right
Emotions probably telling her
She could stay the night
But her friends all call us crazy
They don't give her good advice
Satellites, satellites
Never really made love, Gates
Never really made love, oh
Say she never really made love, oh oh
