Letra de Pretty - Lil Macks

I might just call and catch a plane

I might just come see you today

You hate I'm stuck up in my ways

But love it when I'm playin' games (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby

I'm in my feelings, baby

I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately

You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists

I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it

Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate

I don't really like to gossip

I'm feeling out of place

You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade"

You fell in love with the trenches

You know I'm a blocka, baby

Girl, you don't smile anymore, so I don't smile anymore

Put my hands on your cross, let's see your hands when it's soft

You say when I look in your eyes, it gets dangerous

How the hell did you and I become strangers?

Talk 'bout I'm a lover boy

She know I'm a sucker for it

Only time I'm comin' for, trenches keep a hundred of 'em

Girl, I'm really outside, you should pull up outside

I know that your friends think that I ain't really 'bout mine (Yeah, yeah)

Summer body, she waitin' for the summer time

You with your friends, I hit you up another time

What's the price? Girl, I wanna make you mine

Make you mine, m-m-m-make you mine

Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby

I'm in my feelings, baby

I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately

You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists

I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it

Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate

I don't really like to gossip

I'm feeling out of place

You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade"

You fell in love with the trenches

You know I'm a blocka, baby

Ridin' the [?]

Nights on the road

Lied to my bitch, nigga

Lied to my bros

But, I been on some other shit

I been on my player, player, fuckin' on my other bitch

She don't even know my name, I lied about my government

Text me when you was home, we sexed to this music all night

Tell me when you alone, 'cause I don't like to fall

I'm on that block side where it's scary

Niggas prayin' they find me on deeper sides of the streets, for real

I don't think it define me

You gave me a chance, baby, can you make it two?

I seen you with your friends, and girl, I asked you, "What you do?"

I'm ridin' with my top down and you can't see the roof

And you be with some liars, baby, come here for the truth

Yeah, you know you're pretty, baby

I'm in my feelings, baby

I'm still tryna play the field, I've been conflicting lately

You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists

I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you, baby, taste it

Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate

I don't really like to gossip

I'm feeling out of place

You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say, "It's lemonade"

You fell in love with the trenches

You know I'm a blocka, baby

Can I take you to my house? (Yeah)

Smokin' [?] (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

Can I take you to my house? (Yeah)

In the streets for hours (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

Take you to my house? (Yeah)

Smokin' [?] (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

Can I take you to my house? (Yeah)

In the streets for hours (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

Can I take you to my house? (Yeah)

Smokin' [?] (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

Can I take you to my house? (Yeah)

In the streets for hours (Yeah)

Tell me all about you, then I fuck you all on the couch (Yeah)

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