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kisses n hugs - finesse2tymes lyrics

[intro]
(bobby kritical)

[chorus]
see, i was young back then, let’s try this again, i’m older now
i wasn’t with the kisses and hugs, that sh*t old, i’ll hold you now
on a yacht in the ‘yami, dealin’ with atlantic, i’m one of them ones for sure
ain’t gon’ lie, i was f*ckin’ your friend, i’m honest (we used a condom, though)
you raw
yeah, i’m a catch, but i’m caught
bedroom, layin’ law
pull up in a camo what’s*his*name, me and you (what you do?)
jump out that b*tch like i’m ross, hold up
hold a b*tton to close the door, put your purse on the floor and fire up this dro (fire up)
no, this sh*t here ain’t no joke, chrome heart jeans, art of war coat, yup

[verse]
i love her flaws and everything, understand ain’t n0body perfect (i get it)
i don’t mind goin’ through the bullsh*t with you, but, baby, you gotta bе worth it (be worth it)
she got me likе wait a minute (hold up), i was shakin’ in it (ooh), put a baby in it (ayy)
and i know i be trippin’ when money funny, but d*mn, you gotta be patient with me
finesse, uh*uh
you ain’t gotta lie to me (don’t do that)
she like, “why you aggressive?” like, baby, i gotta be (i gotta be)
we gon’ lay out a strategy (a strategy)
she say i’m the best, i say, “baby, don’t flatter me”
baby, don’t lie to me (don’t do that)
if you goin’ through somethin’, come here, you can cry to me (come here)
just tell me the truth even if it hurt, after that, and f*ck the sh*t outta me (uh*uh, uh*uh)
you ain’t gotta lie to me (don’t do that)
she like, “why you aggressive?” like, baby, i gotta be (i gotta be)
we gon’ lay out a strategy (a strategy)
she say i’m the best, i say, “baby, don’t flatter me”
baby, don’t lie to me (don’t do that)
if you goin’ through somethin’, come here, you can cry to me (come here)
just tell me the truth even if it hurt, after that, and f*ck the sh*t outta me
[chorus]
see, i was young back then, let’s try this again, i’m older now
i wasn’t with the kisses and hugs, that sh*t old, i’ll hold you now
on a yacht in the ‘yami, dealin’ with atlantic, i’m one of them ones for sure
ain’t gon’ lie, i was f*ckin’ your friend, i’m honest (we used a condom, though)
you raw
yeah, i’m a catch, but i’m caught
bedroom, layin’ law
pull up in a camo what’s*his*name, me and you (what you do?)
jump out that b*tch like i’m ross, hold up
hold a b*tton to close the door, put your purse on the floor and fire up this dro (fire up)
no, this sh*t here ain’t no joke, chrome heart jeans, art of war coat (yup)

- finesse2tymes lyrics

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