Pac Div - Can't Help It lyrics

[Pac Div - Can't Help It lyrics]

I can't help it i'm on my grind
She can't help it
I told her we should take our time
I can't help it i'm on that grind
She can't help it a nigga always on her fine
How you doin' baby? I'm good
You know you took me high last time true
I heard you fucking with the lame niggers
Maybe it don't matter you know my ass mine
You stupid now put something on it
Take my time there ain't no rushing on it
I'm a player there ain't no coughing on it
Got a squeaky mattress from all
The fucking on it
In the public she feel me touching on it
While I'm driving she be sucking on it
You see I'm loving don't it?
Quit fronting girl you know you want it
Quit fronting girl you know you want it

I can't help it i'm on my grind
She can't help it
I told her we should take our time
I can't help it i'm on that grind
She can't help it a nigga always on her fine
Summer time ass sticks
Scooter out of sax fifth
Pimp headstrong ain't afraid to
Say you that bitch put you on that back shit
Coach you like it's practice
Want it to bad she ain't
Even mind the traffic
First night access phone numbers memorized
Season with the pimpin fuck around
I leave you tenderized
Spit it fly until you coco
Butter with the mouth piece
Can't help but place in hands
On you like an outreach
Do it on the couch freak tell me
How I make your blouse slim
Young live nigga in my prime
And I'm spouse free
You know about me young debonair
Earrings getting lost hoes bring
The extra pair

I can't help it i'm on my grind
She can't help it
I told her we should take our time
I can't help it i'm on that grind
She can't help it a nigga always on her fine
She all for my discussions
Morals to production
She wanna blow my flute thought
She was more into percussion
Not to be brass but I like a big ass
Underneath to see her leggings and
She more into the function
Heart like a drumbeat crash into my planet
Similar my love I wait for
Y'all to understand it
I never move bass but I'm
Solid on this granit
I was polishing my gift y'all
Was probably playing mad and
Now she polishing my woo and
Y'all probably can't stand it
Travelling the axis on some
Parles vous france shit
Accents germ roads, acoustics are my thing
Turn your dress around and maybe
I can pull some strings
I put it in your mouth like it nearly sings
But we want to spend so
I keep this acapella clean
Not gon' send no dreams
She expecting diamonds rings
But, I scratched at all we
Gotta find this green

I can't help it i'm on my grind
She can't help it
I told her we should take our time
I can't help it i'm on that grind
She can't help it a nigga always on her fine

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