Letra de Kisses N Hugs - Finesse2Tymes

(Bobby Kritical)

See, I was young back then, let's try this again, I'm older now

I wasn't with the kisses and hugs, that shit 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 fuckin' 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 bitch like I'm Ross, hold up

Hold a button to close the door, put your purse on the floor and fire up this dro (Fire up)

No, this shit here ain't no joke, Chrome Heart jeans, Art of War coat, yup

I love her flaws and everything, understand ain't nobody perfect (I get it)

I don't mind goin' through the bullshit with you, but, baby, you gotta be worth it (Be worth it)

She got me like 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 damn, 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 fuck the shit 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 fuck the shit outta me

See, I was young back then, let's try this again, I'm older now

I wasn't with the kisses and hugs, that shit 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 fuckin' 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 bitch like I'm Ross, hold up

Hold a button to close the door, put your purse on the floor and fire up this dro (Fire up)

No, this shit here ain't no joke, Chrome Heart jeans, Art of War coat (Yup)

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