Yo
(Turn, turn)
French vanilla, pour a glass on me (One)
No cream soda, a little cranberry (One)
You wear my Rolex, act too bad for me (One)
But you might need your own one
Cah that one that's for me (turn, turn, turn, turn)
You compliment my cologne
It's music to my ears when you moan (told me turn)
Your voice and your tone that's for me (told me turn)
What you gonna tell your homegirls when they ask of me? (told me turn)
Don't tell them how you feel when you throw it back for me
You better tell them all my previous and bad history
Cah they'll tell you that they into me and goin' mad for me (One)
The game has never been based on sympathy
I'm only good with my metaphors and my similes (suh, suh)
That's why you find it hard when to try to speak to me
My communication skills
We can work on that one there gradually (told me turn)
I really hope you never turn your back on me
Cah it could get so cold when it gets to January (turn, turn, turn, turn)
You grab your phone and you pause while you snap the dash on me
I can see your reflection it's in my chandelier
You want love and affection
Wanna play Summer Walker
Create a atmosphere
And then sing along to "You Got Potential" (suh, suh, suh, suh)
At times you're resentful (suh, suh)
The rain was torrential
The past was eventful (suh, suh, suh)
The pain was essential (suh, suh)
Can we be sexual
Without bein' sensual and not be regretful? (Turn, turn-turn)
You can't put this blame on me
We ain't all the same, baby, nah
You know I will please you (please you)
I'm not tryna leave you (leave you)
Won't you let me teach you, to trust in me?
Yo
Sometimes I feel like every girl in the world is into me (One)
Is that what they call toxic masculinity? (One)
I like my girl brown, sweet and thick like Cadbury
Sometimes I fantasize about Cara Delevigne (turn, turn)
I get the urge to entertain every girl that chat to me
Apparently all men are trash, and maybe that's the trash in me
But shawty weren't around we spoke on BlackBerry (they told me turn)
That shawty weren't around when we sported baggy jeans (turn, turn, turn)
This nigga from the downtown at an uptown function
Up 'cause I got down in my double entendre (suh)
Dolce & Gabbana, dressin' casually (suh, suh)
In my big automatic, I don't drive it manually (suh, suh, suh)
I'ma tell 'em when they ask my salary (One)
I can't tell them what I spend on my masterpiece
They make that anually (suh, suh)
Dance for me, the way you do that dance for me (turn)
It would really turn me on to see you count 50 racks in cash for me
Yeah, it's pressure, all the love you have for me
What if the police handcuff me? (Told me turn)
Will I see you in that public gallery?
Will I see you?
Will you hold it down when I need you?
How you gonna love me?
Edna ain't here to teach you
They say that women are the root to all evil
They'll love you on a come up
And then when you're low, they'll leave you
They want you to open up to them so they could read you
Still gon' be deceitful (turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
You can't put this blame on me
We ain't all the same, baby, nah
You know I will please you
I'm not tryna leave you
Won't you let me teach you, to trust in me
Trust in me
'Cause it's just you and me
And I know it ain't easy for you to trust, baby, no
Trust in me
'Cause it's just you and me
And I know it ain't easy
But trust in me, trust in me
