Quincy, King Combs - Options lyrics
[Quincy, King Combs - Options lyrics]
Yo, is you out there I see you
Slim thick with the curly
Hair I wanna meet you
Wanna go & travel the world? Yeah me too
Matching furs out in the cold bankroll
& I stand 10 toes
Yeah top floor chilling
Penthouse bickin' it
They be talking bout it but
They really not living it
Showing you some different shit that
You ain't never seen
Woman of my dreams be my pretty little thing
Let me stop it, I'm really poppin'
I'm outta pocket WAIT
Let me get back to the topic where you at?
Prolly somewhere in the tropics
But I hope I find ya ass by
The time that I Drop this
I only drop hit's, and when I find you
I'm diving in like the Loch Ness
Swoop you up in that DAMN so many options
The Maybach
Chauffeured in the ghost boy I do the most
I was looking for love
I must be looking too far
Cuz I dun been around the world
And still I wonder where you are
You prolly looking for no love
Well that means I got options
But on some real shit
We can get this situation popping rocking
And when I'm on you, get you wet
Bentley swerving don't catch me in suburban
Ya body got move to the left
I be splurging them lames you be curving
And when I'm on you, get you wet
Drop tops and you know I keep you hot
Ya body got move to the left
Cuz we can't stop And we won't stop
Say Chris
You know me and usually i'on say this
The girl in my peripheral
Might be my favorite
You saw how we fell in love
& I ain't even say shit
CYN is in the building imma need a waitress
Ciroc VS on the rocks, I keep it basic
Good girl, gone bad, girl you trading places
I know it's the first night
You gotta keep it sacred
I'm talking bout that cake that
You keep in yo bakery
Slim thick with the curly
Hair I wanna meet you
Wanna go & travel the world? Yeah me too
Matching furs out in the cold bankroll
& I stand 10 toes
Yeah top floor chilling
Penthouse bickin' it
They be talking bout it but
They really not living it
Showing you some different shit that
You ain't never seen
Woman of my dreams be my pretty little thing
Let me stop it, I'm really poppin'
I'm outta pocket WAIT
Let me get back to the topic where you at?
Prolly somewhere in the tropics
But I hope I find ya ass by
The time that I Drop this
I only drop hit's, and when I find you
I'm diving in like the Loch Ness
Swoop you up in that DAMN so many options
The Maybach
Chauffeured in the ghost boy I do the most
I was looking for love
I must be looking too far
Cuz I dun been around the world
And still I wonder where you are
You prolly looking for no love
Well that means I got options
But on some real shit
We can get this situation popping rocking
And when I'm on you, get you wet
Bentley swerving don't catch me in suburban
Ya body got move to the left
I be splurging them lames you be curving
And when I'm on you, get you wet
Drop tops and you know I keep you hot
Ya body got move to the left
Cuz we can't stop And we won't stop
Say Chris
You know me and usually i'on say this
The girl in my peripheral
Might be my favorite
You saw how we fell in love
& I ain't even say shit
CYN is in the building imma need a waitress
Ciroc VS on the rocks, I keep it basic
Good girl, gone bad, girl you trading places
I know it's the first night
You gotta keep it sacred
I'm talking bout that cake that
You keep in yo bakery