Maggy Songtext

I been askin' where we going, 'cause I don't know
Baby girl, I'm hopin' that it's home
Your skin glowin' like gold (Hol' on)
You're running through dome (Dome)
You're running through my—, uh (Uh)
You're running through my wallet and you're running through my dough
It's getting hot in the kitchen (Hot)
You got my neighbours trippin', ooh (Ha)

Neighbours chatting shit, I got the neighbours surprised (Ha)
If you want good dick, send a date and a time (Brrt)
I'm in lovе with your frame and your eyes (And your)
Pull up to thе party, no way I got you waiting in line
Hey, chh, hey, chh-chh, hold on (Shee)
Got a pack of Marlboro
All the gyal in my borough want me (Yeah)
But me, I want you (Girl, I want you)
When you looking at me (Look), I don't know what to do (Look)
Baby girl, you look fleek (Huh), ain't surprised it's you (Woo)
You know I love the confidence, sexy (Sexy) She wanna eat me up and digest me (Digest)
You know I'll leave it inside if you let me (If you let me)
Anything you need, you can phone me or text me (Woo)
Figure-eight body, shaped like Pepsi (Hol' on)
Mi nah go lie, you make me weak (You make me weak)
You make me weak by the knees (By the knees)
You make me—, you make me— (Shwoo)

Mi nah go lie, bae, ya my kryptonite
I know you swing both ways, she ain't switching sides
Drop-top, baddie on my side and I grip her thigh
I been asking where we going, 'cause I don't know
Baby girl, I'm hopin' that it's home (Shwoo)
Your skin glowin' like gold
You're running through dome
You're running through my—, uh
You're running through my wallet and you're running through my dough
It's getting hot in the kitchen (Hot)
You got my neighbours trippin', uh (Shwoo-oh-ah)

Hahaha
Aight, cool
I think mi done