Letra de OK WORD! - Warren Hue

You been playing games

Want you on me, need you active

Hit the backstroke, chiropractic on your ass, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

I'm fucking with your friends like the way that they dress

I'm in your bed till 10 A.M., a pen a paper spill the thought of you besides, legs wide said why

Pull up on you 'case you need a bit of yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

I've waited on this way too long

(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)

Undress your favourite Saint Laurents

(Skrt, skrt) Skrt up all these whips, baby, flex all in the functions

Who that boy that's in your life, I can't deal with that fuck shit

Dropped out of school just to buy a drop-top (Skrt, skrt)

And a pool, baby one day we can jump in

Hold up, lemme call up my mama

Give her commas ain't no drama in your life anymore

Wanna make bands till my fingers sore

Running away, same time for you

Baby, woah, baby, woah

Slipping off your VVS

I kiss your neck

I'm waiting on your word

Ok word

Sliding to your bed I call my ex

I said you can't compete with her

She said, "Ok word"

Okay, word

Okay, word

(Okay, word)

Okay, word

Shawty you look like a front cover of a magazine

Jade finna tell you what I mean

Lately Hue, palette green

Comma, comma, in my jeans

OutKast 3K in my pocket like I'm Andre

And I'm solo with my thoughts in the studio

I'm lost, shawty call me in the booth

Tryna find your ass soon

Want you laying in my (room)

I've waited on this way too long

(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Undress your favourite Saint Laurents (Uh, uh)

Okay shawty

Know I'm the man, yea

You attending my events, yeah, yeah, aye

Saw the vision in the west, yeah, yeah

It's the ice on the bed, yeah, yeah

I don't care if I impress ya

Still cancel all these plans for ya

Waiting on your word

Okay, yeah, word

Slipping off your VVS

I kiss your neck

I'm waiting on your word

Ok word

Sliding to your bed I call my ex

I said you can't compete with her

She said, "Ok word"

Okay, word

Okay, word

(Okay, word)

Okay, word

Cop a coupe for my shawty, when I get the show money

Stupid motherfuckers tryna take my soul from me, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

Motherfuckers in their suits, you can't tell me what to do

I'm not in it for the loot, and one day I'm gonna go back home

Sick of putting all these rappers in their place, I know (Yeah)

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