"good evening, ladies and gentlemen...

We're gonna do a song that you never heard before"



[intro]

Yeah, it's on some cool shit, some laid back shit

'bout my young nigga

Work the tongue nigga, ya know what i'm saying?

Yeah, he want sole'



Many times seen him coming my way

Casual conversations was all that came into play

He had a girlfriend, or so them other niggas would say

Ex-girl was more the word, trippin back in the day

Know what i mean?

Time to scheme on him, sexy as what

Young nigga, work the tounge nigga, checking my butt

I see you looking like you wanna touch, making the cut

You wasn't sure, work the back and i'm working the front

You had to jump, tight white baby's cuffing her ass

Little waist, real brest complimenting her ass

When i pass cocomo from the day at the beach

French manicured feet, hair was highlighted from rocking the bleach

I left him speechless, he wanted, but he baby to me

Spitting lines but i think he still a maybe to me

No time for games but i want him, can't be shady wit me

I breast feed him, and he want it on a daily wit me

This young nigga.



1 - oooh, sole' give me one more chance

You know i really wanna be your man

Cuz ain't nobody do what you do

I put that on my mama, girl i'm gonna stay true



Repeat 1



Flirting wit him, i should leave him alone

Give it to him and he'll wanna try and call me his own

Ringing my phone saying that he wanna kick it wit me

When he know he really only wanna stick it to me

The dime piece, cool, heard that he was working the lots

Several, so i think he might be hitting my spot

Several, knock knock and the movies we watch, boring

Watching me while i'm watching the clock, snoring

Think he slick while he rubbing my leg, butta soft

Tease him back, feel him wanting to beg, lay me down

Here's the oil, he massageing my back, young gun

Full of cum, yea he loaded and strapped

Lick me from the back, working he was putting me down

First night did it right, wasn't no stopping him now, got him sprung

On the couch now he wondering how

Sent him home wit a smile and i gave him a pound

This young nigga.



Repeat 1

Repeat 1



Just a tad bit younger than me maturing, the mental

But i had to school him to keep, was real gentle

When i showed him things he never had seen

Turned him out, now he open, yeah, you know what i mean

No round about got him rocking game he never heard of

Foreign languages that he never spoke a word of

Took him places, just the best of them what i preferred of

Any other girl would never even be concerned of

My young nigga



Repeat 1 to fade


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