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her number - emye lyrics

[verse 1: emye]
now look at shorty there…
she’s out there getting that money
by the way she’s looking at me i can tell that she loves me
that she’s wanting somebody
that i could be her hubby
we could be the ones to warm each other * body to body
now shorty’s finer than a model * got more curves than a buggy
i can tell she loves that rough play * why don’t we rugby?
lookin’ fresher than dougie, i ain’t tryna be funny
i’ll leave you with a big tummy * leave you with a new buddy (ha…)
so far i’m feelin’ our conversation
shе finds out i’m a haitian
turns her on with amazement
i ain’t tryna bе rushing, but i’m tryna be patient
i just wanna get rubbing like our body is aching
don’t you ever doubt yourself you’re brighter than constellations
don’t you worry ’bout them haters they’ll be constantly hatin’
please lord won’t you forgive me? cuz she’s an usher at church
then she gave me the number “why don’t you call after the service?”

[chorus: ympit & emye]
shorty gave me her number cuz she know i’ma use it
lil mama threw it at me yeah i love the way that she threw it
she keep her mind on the money * put her money in music
lil mama threw it at me * yeah i love the way that she threw it
lil mama threw it at me * yeah i love the way that she threw it
shorty gave me her number cuz she know i’ma use it
keep her mind on the money * put her money in music
lil mama threw it at me yeah i love the way that she threw it
[verse 2: silas marv]
i keep my mind on the money, i’m serious * never funny
winnie the pooh * chase the way i’m eating the honey
have her moaning * she needs me
have her screaming * she loves me
when i’m done with a chick, i leave the pain in her tummy
she be sayin’ it’s yummy, so i guess i give her cravings
she be sucking it dry * got it to look like a raisin
never told her to stop the top she give * amazing
get it everyday * forget about a special occasion
what i’m waiting for? nothing
got no chick to be cuffin’
treat her like a turkey * best part is when i put my stuff in
she starts complaining? i’m leaving
see the money’s achieving?
you see i’m hungry everyday * i study flows while i’m eating
steady work on success * i see my flow as the best
i know my team is on grind * i can’t speak for the rest
they fiending for our music like smokers with cigarettes
and c’mon i rep put in tune ’til my last breath

[chorus]

[verse 3: ympit]
she told me just what she needed * i told her get it and go
i spit a couple of bars and then i switch up the flow
your shorty want a divorce? my shorty want a new coat
my shorty’s all in first class * your shorty flying in coach
oh yeah we poppin’ them bottles * but me? i’m smoking that dro
dutch i roll up like a master * half of you n*ggas should know
why shorty keep starring at me and not at your n*ggas who broke?
i do it with a passion and now she asking to give her some more
i do now.. short’s study in college and she said she’s a student
i seen her right by the campus * she ask me what i was doing
she find out that i was hustling there and making some music
you should have told me before instead of making me look stupid
they finna call me the greatest * do it for their ammus*m*nt
and my ambition’s to treat them hataz like i treat them groupies
and shorty gave me her number because i know what to do with it
and she gave me the booty, play the part * no movie screens
[chorus]

- emye lyrics

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