Woah, woah, woah woah
Needed some Ricolas
Stepped in CVS
Saw you in the corner
I was looking a mess
You didn't notice
Jason was instigating
I wanna bring you closer
Tired of waiting
(Tired of) tired of waiting
Woo
Said listen, baby
I know that I'm speeding up this vibe
Is you gon' judge me
If I f*ck you before I catch this flight?
No freakin' worries
I just want to get you comfortable
I need you now
But I don't want to get your feelings broke
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why your smile so pearly?
Earrings look like dimes
It's not a deal breaker
You'll be fly in time
Won't you come to my show
After we can leave
Rid all your clothes
Lost in the sheets, ay
Get lost in the sheets
Said listen, baby
I know I'm speeding up this vibes
Is you gon' judge me
If I f*ck you before I catch this flight?
No freakin' worries
I just want to get you comfortable
I need you now
Boy I don't want to get your feelings broke
Yeah yeah yeah
Wanna get your feelings broke
No, no (no)
Wanna get your feelings broke
Might
Might bend it over
Love you like Sosa
Rose Royce on my iPhone
Need you a little longer
Ricolas ain't doing enough for me
On this east
Baby where you at now?
Ooh
Ooh
Oooh
Ooh, ooh oh
Alright, all the niggas in here leave, please
On the count of three
Because I need to talk to my bitches
All the niggas in here
Because it's about to get real
I need to know if you guys are really ready to be my friend
Because it gets real, it gets gross, it gets terrifying
Are you ready?
Niggas get the hell out
If you are a part of my job, label, go
Right now
'Cause its about to get disgusting
It's about to get so f*cking freaky
Get out
Ari Lennox - Shea Butter Baby Album Lyrics
Ari Lennox - Shea Butter Baby Lyrics
Writer: Anthony Parrino, Chico Hamilton, Courtney Salter, Ron Gilmore, Theodore Croker
Copyright: Lyrics © Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BMO
Ay
Huh ay
Ay
Sleepin', all day
Chiefin', roll it
Video games
'Bout to, lose it
That bodies on fire
Ooh love me long, 'til you get tired
Ooh baby you got what I (want)
You's a real one, I'm inspired
Break me off (ay)
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out (uh ay)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (uh)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off, and gitchi gitchi yaya (uh)
When the lights is out (ooh)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow
My knees, get weak
When you, touch me
Body, use it
Sex game, stupid
That bodies on fire
Ooh love me long, 'til you get tired
Ooh baby you got what I (want)
Ay you's a real one, I'm inspired
Break me off (ay)
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out (uh ay)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (uh)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off, and gitchi gitchi yaya (uh)
When the lights is out (ooh)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Lemme go and check on these goddamn garbanzo beans
Let's see if they um, cooked yet
Huh ay
Ay
Sleepin', all day
Chiefin', roll it
Video games
'Bout to, lose it
That bodies on fire
Ooh love me long, 'til you get tired
Ooh baby you got what I (want)
You's a real one, I'm inspired
Break me off (ay)
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out (uh ay)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (uh)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off, and gitchi gitchi yaya (uh)
When the lights is out (ooh)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow
My knees, get weak
When you, touch me
Body, use it
Sex game, stupid
That bodies on fire
Ooh love me long, 'til you get tired
Ooh baby you got what I (want)
Ay you's a real one, I'm inspired
Break me off (ay)
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out (uh ay)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (uh)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off, and gitchi gitchi yaya (uh)
When the lights is out (ooh)
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Break me off
And gitchi gitchi yaya
When the lights is out
I'm summertime crushin' put that game on pause
And do it how I like it
Baby, nice and slow (ooh)
Lemme go and check on these goddamn garbanzo beans
Let's see if they um, cooked yet
Writer: Anthony Parrino, Courtney Salter, Damon Coleman, Galt Macdermot, Ron Gilmore
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Broke
[ Featuring JID ]
Ay, ay, ay, woo
Uh, ooh
Keep thing, cheap thing, cheap thing
Cute thing, fine thing, pink frame, back then
Lookin' real good
You know I been getting too young
That's fine, we been vibin'
Cruisin', ridin' through Raleigh
Take a trip on AmTrak, 'cause we ain't got no monies
I been low before
Yeah, you know I been low before (woo)
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke
It's a dove right in your look
Yes, I been low before (woo)
Yeah, you know I been low before
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke
It's a dove right in your look
Broke thing, broke thing, it's a pity thing
Brown skin, it's a pretty thing, Chiddy Bang
Wanna angle with my boo, I'll call your name (ooh ooh)
Baby, I need you, yeah (ooh yeah)
Baby, I need you, yeah (ooh yeah)
I been low before
Yeah, you know I been low before (woo)
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke
It's a dove right in your look, yes
I been low before (woo)
Yeah, you know I been low before
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke
It's a dove right in your look
I don't know how many times I say it
Broke boy, bang bang, ain't got no bread
They ain't got no cheese
I been tryna fertilize your eggs, moisturize your head, supervise the kids
Baby, won't you tell me what's important to you
It ain't really all about money to me
Chillin' if you tryna find something to do
Sittin' there lookin' like somethin to eat
I been broke and you been broke, your heart been broke
And I'm still broke and breakin' down weed
I been hopin', you been hopeless, help me, please
Heaven, notice me in minor focus
Somebody show me the rope or dope
So I can dodge the demons tryna choke my throat
Her last man was litty, he had loads of dough
He was taller, older, I'm like Amendola height
Drips left, open right, call me over on a motion
I'm on your side, they ain't trippin'
I'm finna triple up and mobilize, survive, remote, remorse
I grab the wheel and rode to death
I ride to die, I make you life and take your life
I f*ck a chick, I killed a guy
I spilled the beans and threw the rice
A knight in shining armor, fight and give me the knife and slice
It's for my boo thing, my new thing, new flame, butane
Nipple ring, coochie ring, lick 'em both, do my thing
Pick her soul, down your throat, holy water, take a gulp
Let me drive the boat
Nah, woah, yeah, row
I been low before (ay)
Yeah, you know I been low before (hey)
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke (ay)
It's a dove right in your look, yes
I been low before
Yeah, you know I been low before
I'll bring gloves, you bring the smoke
It's a dove right in your look (oh yeah)
Broke thing, broke thing, it's a pity thing (oh ha)
Brown skin, it's a pretty hing, Chiddy Bang (hey)
Wanna angle with my boo, I'll call your name (ohh)
Baby, I need you, yeah
Baby, I need you, yeah (I'm in love people)
It's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright (he)
It's alright (he)
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Destin Route
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Missing Link Music, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Missing Link Music, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Up Late
(Ooh oh)
(Mmh)
(Hey, yeah)
On all night
Quarter five
I be insane if I let you hit
I need you
Should be here
For my regretful morning
Up late, again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late, again
Back it up on you, breathing fast
Oh, up late again, yeah
Tell me how is it when I back it up there
It up there (mmh)
Make your way to North Hollywood
Target lingerie
Kissing your lips dipped in
Backwood tips
I been crushing on you
We can fake watch the news
If you like it
Up late, again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late, again
Back it up on you, breathing fast
Up late, again
Tell me how is it when I back it up there
It up there
How you gone act?
Ooh you f*cking snack
Fifth floor give your ass a duplicate fob, yeah
Fifth floor devour that body like corn on a cob, yeah
Fifth floor neighbors must be questioning my job, yeah
I see that you torn, I see you adorn me
You know what I want
I see that your torn
I see you adorn me
I see you adorn (I see)
Oh adorn
Up late again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late again
(Back) back it up on you, breathing fast
Oh, up late
How is it when I back it, back it there?
Fifth floor give your ass a duplicate fob, yeah
Fifth floor devour that body like corn on a cob, yeah
Fifth floor neighbors must be questioning my job, yeah
Five am could you stay a little longer?
(Mmh)
(Hey, yeah)
On all night
Quarter five
I be insane if I let you hit
I need you
Should be here
For my regretful morning
Up late, again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late, again
Back it up on you, breathing fast
Oh, up late again, yeah
Tell me how is it when I back it up there
It up there (mmh)
Make your way to North Hollywood
Target lingerie
Kissing your lips dipped in
Backwood tips
I been crushing on you
We can fake watch the news
If you like it
Up late, again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late, again
Back it up on you, breathing fast
Up late, again
Tell me how is it when I back it up there
It up there
How you gone act?
Ooh you f*cking snack
Fifth floor give your ass a duplicate fob, yeah
Fifth floor devour that body like corn on a cob, yeah
Fifth floor neighbors must be questioning my job, yeah
I see that you torn, I see you adorn me
You know what I want
I see that your torn
I see you adorn me
I see you adorn (I see)
Oh adorn
Up late again
Head on my chest, hand on my ass
Up late again
(Back) back it up on you, breathing fast
Oh, up late
How is it when I back it, back it there?
Fifth floor give your ass a duplicate fob, yeah
Fifth floor devour that body like corn on a cob, yeah
Fifth floor neighbors must be questioning my job, yeah
Five am could you stay a little longer?
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Justin Bryant, Kojo Asamoah, Micah Davis, Nicholas Quinn Venezia, Oliver Jonas Bergqvist
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shea Butter Baby
[ Featuring J Cole ]
[Ari Lennox]
Ooh
Want it, hold it, need it, need it
Shea butter baby, f*ckin' up your pillow
[Ari Lennox]
Touch me, take me, kiss me
Love me, impress me
Pull up, black truck, ganja
Wrist so blinding, heart so timeless
Wishing you could meet me, see me, freak me
[Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
You lost in the shape of my hips
Hope there is a move
If you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can
[Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Shea butter baby, f*ckin' up your pillow
Shea butter baby, f*ckin' up your sheets (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
[J. Cole]
You crossed my mind a thousand times
The cause was fine, I drawed the line
I'm back, relapse, I'm fiending
Yes, what's that? In fact, I'm dreaming
Coconut oil, the scent of your body still lingers on sheets
I got a shot at you, you wanna reach?
Cock that, cock back, trigger release
Pop that top, take a sip of your holiest water, I know I'm a part of your flow now
Said, when you cut her, don't matter you love her or not, you got part of her soul now
I ain't know then, but I know now
Apologies due, it wasn't a feud, the ones I ran through, but never left you, I pray you found peace and you whole now
I'm doin' better, I got me a chocolate bar, climbin' on top of the bar
Think of the shea butter, lick in the places you only gon' lick when you rock with her forever
[Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
You lost in the shape of my hips
Hope there is a move
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
And if you really down, we could find it
Lost in an alley, make love
[Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Shea butter baby, f*ckin' up your pillow (I can get close to you, baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)
Shea butter baby, f*ckin' up your sheets (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(I can get close to you, baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Speak To Me
(Ohh ooh)
You recording me Ron?
(Hold up, hold up)
(Hey) ay, ay
Leave me dusty and alone
Feeling psychotic in my own home
But you keep calling me out
I am not the enemy
What's this about?
I don't wanna waste your time
Oh don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Oh don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Ay boy don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Why you speak to me?
Why you speak to me?
Why you tell me all those mothaf*ckin' things, to me?
Why you speak to me?
Hey
I wanna kiss you again
Flower thirsty for shady men
Best to watch you while you sleep (ooh)
Wake up, confess your loving to me
Can I trust you?
Where have you been? (Where have you been?)
Are you the new Sammy Sosa?
New skin (new skin)
Can I trust you? (Ooh)
Where have you been? (Ooh)
Are you the new Sammy Sosa? (Ahh)
New skin
Why you speak to me? (Why don't you? Why don't you?)
Why you speak to me? (Why don't you?)
Why you tell me all those mothaf*ckin' things, ooh? (Why don't you?)
Why you speak to me?
(I need you to)
Goin' through some things (hey)
I got some things (hey)
For you (for)
You're going through some things (hey)
I got some things (hey)
For you
Why you speak to me?
You recording me Ron?
(Hold up, hold up)
(Hey) ay, ay
Leave me dusty and alone
Feeling psychotic in my own home
But you keep calling me out
I am not the enemy
What's this about?
I don't wanna waste your time
Oh don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Oh don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Ay boy don't you waste my time
I don't wanna waste your time
Why you speak to me?
Why you speak to me?
Why you tell me all those mothaf*ckin' things, to me?
Why you speak to me?
Hey
I wanna kiss you again
Flower thirsty for shady men
Best to watch you while you sleep (ooh)
Wake up, confess your loving to me
Can I trust you?
Where have you been? (Where have you been?)
Are you the new Sammy Sosa?
New skin (new skin)
Can I trust you? (Ooh)
Where have you been? (Ooh)
Are you the new Sammy Sosa? (Ahh)
New skin
Why you speak to me? (Why don't you? Why don't you?)
Why you speak to me? (Why don't you?)
Why you tell me all those mothaf*ckin' things, ooh? (Why don't you?)
Why you speak to me?
(I need you to)
Goin' through some things (hey)
I got some things (hey)
For you (for)
You're going through some things (hey)
I got some things (hey)
For you
Why you speak to me?
Writer: Anthony Parrino, Courtney Salter, Ron Gilmore
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
New Apartment
I just got a new apartment
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
A girl just bought some lights for decoration
Ain't nobody cookin', nobody bakin'
Leavin' my curls in the shower
And no more missin' the hot water
Park my woo-hah in the sky
'Cause nobody here to judge my life
Leave the dishes in the sink
Do some cartwheels
'Cause my furniture ain't came
Standard shipping thing
I just got a new apartment
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
I might just read a book don't need no cable
Blast Selena, "El Toro Relajo"
And everything stays where I leave it (oh)
Every damn rule I created
A dollar tree wine glass is in the air
Andre will get me there (oh woah)
No longer afraid of the dark (woo ha)
'Cause that light bill changed my heart (made a nigga act smart)
Said I just got a new apartment
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
(Ooh why)
Nobody can tell me shit (nobody)
(Yeah) and nobody can tell me shit (said nobody)
Ooh
Get the f*ck on
(Said) get, get the f*ck on
Get the f*ck on, yeah
Ooh, ay (oh woah) (get the f*ck, ooh)
Get the f*ck on
If you got something to say
(Hey) hey, uh, f*ck that shit that you talking, uh
Get the f*ck out my apartment, ay
Get the f*ck out my shit, ay, uh
F*ck that shit that you talking, woah
Get the f*ck out my apartment, nigga
Why the f*ck is you talkin'? Wow
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
I'm sad
And then, I just started thinking about life
Like I'm lonely
And then, I started thinking about my couch and my table
And my chairs and all this f*cking shit that I have
And it's just like, all the furniture you get does not keep you warm at night
Your furniture is gonna f*cking have sex with you
Your furniture is not gonna f*cking teach you how to Dougie
It's not gonna teach you how to swim
It's not gonna teach you how to roller skate
And then I realized, oh my god, I need people
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
A girl just bought some lights for decoration
Ain't nobody cookin', nobody bakin'
Leavin' my curls in the shower
And no more missin' the hot water
Park my woo-hah in the sky
'Cause nobody here to judge my life
Leave the dishes in the sink
Do some cartwheels
'Cause my furniture ain't came
Standard shipping thing
I just got a new apartment
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
I might just read a book don't need no cable
Blast Selena, "El Toro Relajo"
And everything stays where I leave it (oh)
Every damn rule I created
A dollar tree wine glass is in the air
Andre will get me there (oh woah)
No longer afraid of the dark (woo ha)
'Cause that light bill changed my heart (made a nigga act smart)
Said I just got a new apartment
I'm gon' leave the floor wet
Walk around this bitch naked
And nobody can tell me shit
(Ooh why)
Nobody can tell me shit (nobody)
(Yeah) and nobody can tell me shit (said nobody)
Ooh
Get the f*ck on
(Said) get, get the f*ck on
Get the f*ck on, yeah
Ooh, ay (oh woah) (get the f*ck, ooh)
Get the f*ck on
If you got something to say
(Hey) hey, uh, f*ck that shit that you talking, uh
Get the f*ck out my apartment, ay
Get the f*ck out my shit, ay, uh
F*ck that shit that you talking, woah
Get the f*ck out my apartment, nigga
Why the f*ck is you talkin'? Wow
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
Get the f*ck out my apartment now
I'm sad
And then, I just started thinking about life
Like I'm lonely
And then, I started thinking about my couch and my table
And my chairs and all this f*cking shit that I have
And it's just like, all the furniture you get does not keep you warm at night
Your furniture is gonna f*cking have sex with you
Your furniture is not gonna f*cking teach you how to Dougie
It's not gonna teach you how to swim
It's not gonna teach you how to roller skate
And then I realized, oh my god, I need people
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Hubert Laws, Colin Calabrese, Justin Rendell, Alexander Scott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Facetime
Yeah
Mmh
Ooh ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ay
(Shea butter baby do it good)
Gon' back that shit up on me
Back up all that shit you talking
Facetimin' my baby tonight, oh
Bet you wanna cop a feel
Bet you wonder if it's real
Facetimin' my baby tonight
And when you coming home
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you
I said ooh you a hell of a drug
Been gone long
I'm gon' give you my love
I'm gon' put it on you, ooh
Gon' back that shit up on me (yeah)
Back up all that shit you told me (ay yeah)
Facetimin' my baby tonight, oh
Bet you wanna cop the feel (ooh)
Bet you wonder if it's real (ooh)
Facetimin' my baby tonight
And when you coming home
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you
I said ooh you a hell of a drug
Been gone long
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you (hey hey)
Ooh
Ooh (shea butter baby do it good)
(Shea butter baby do it good) yeah
(Shea butter baby do it good) yeah
(Shea butter baby do it good) ohh, ooh yeah
Yeah
Ooh
Mmh
Ohh
Mmh
Ooh ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ooh
(Shea butter baby do it good) ay
(Shea butter baby do it good)
Gon' back that shit up on me
Back up all that shit you talking
Facetimin' my baby tonight, oh
Bet you wanna cop a feel
Bet you wonder if it's real
Facetimin' my baby tonight
And when you coming home
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you
I said ooh you a hell of a drug
Been gone long
I'm gon' give you my love
I'm gon' put it on you, ooh
Gon' back that shit up on me (yeah)
Back up all that shit you told me (ay yeah)
Facetimin' my baby tonight, oh
Bet you wanna cop the feel (ooh)
Bet you wonder if it's real (ooh)
Facetimin' my baby tonight
And when you coming home
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you
I said ooh you a hell of a drug
Been gone long
I'm gon' give you all of my love
I'm gon' put it on you (hey hey)
Ooh
Ooh (shea butter baby do it good)
(Shea butter baby do it good) yeah
(Shea butter baby do it good) yeah
(Shea butter baby do it good) ohh, ooh yeah
Yeah
Ooh
Mmh
Ohh
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Jermaine Cole
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Pop
Mmm
Smoking on this 'Dro
You don't care
You don't judge me, you love me
That's why I keep you near
If I pop this pussy?
For you tonight
Will you promise? Baby
Won't you make a promise?
That I'm gonna be your wife
Adventure Time is what we got on
Back that thing, back that thing
If you really want some
Ay, we kiki'ng 'bout politics and The Alchemist
In your crib, smoking on 'Dro
And baby you know, I like it slow and deep
Ay, ay
Pop this pussy
For you tonight
Will you promise? Baby
Won't you make a promise?
That you'll make me your wife
If you really love me
I'll f*ck you good
F*ck you good, f*ck you good
Treat you how you should
Ain't no baby you love
Ain't no baby you love (I)
And that's why I love you
Ain't no baby you love (I)
Ain't no baby you love
And that's why I love you
Smoking on this 'Dro
You don't care
You don't judge me, you love me
That's why I keep you near
If I pop this pussy?
For you tonight
Will you promise? Baby
Won't you make a promise?
That I'm gonna be your wife
Adventure Time is what we got on
Back that thing, back that thing
If you really want some
Ay, we kiki'ng 'bout politics and The Alchemist
In your crib, smoking on 'Dro
And baby you know, I like it slow and deep
Ay, ay
Pop this pussy
For you tonight
Will you promise? Baby
Won't you make a promise?
That you'll make me your wife
If you really love me
I'll f*ck you good
F*ck you good, f*ck you good
Treat you how you should
Ain't no baby you love
Ain't no baby you love (I)
And that's why I love you
Ain't no baby you love (I)
Ain't no baby you love
And that's why I love you
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Jaylen Rojas
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Been
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, I try (ohh)
But I'm havin' the worst luck on Tinder, ooh
Why'd you have to be a big pretender
I try, and I try, and I try, I try, I try (ohh)
To give you something good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
But you lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie (ohh)
It's the forty-seventh time that I've changed my number
Should call you Mannie Fresh 'cause you's the number one stunta
You lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie (ohh)
I gave you something good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
Don't date these niggas 'til you're forty-three
A heartbreak gonna creep on after me
I try to cover up what I feel inside
You hurt me so deep and
You know, life is too short to be blockin' your blessings like that
To be blockin' potential blessings, like
Yeah, you may never get married again, you may never find the love of your life again, but
Hey, that's life
And please don't be in a situation
Where that person's tearing you down mentally, emotionally, physically
We've heard it a million times, I think emotional abuse
Is way worse than physical, sometimes
'Cause that just f*cks up your whole mind
You could develop whole disorders like that
Whole disorders
You guys tell me why this old nigga from my past hit me up, talkin' bout somethin'
"Is your name Courtney? Did you go to Poplar Tree
In the first, second, and third grade? And you had like a light skin sister?
And you, um, you had a crush on me?"
I was like
"Yeah, that sounds like me"
And my thing is, like, nigga, like, you feelin' yourself
You're feelin' yourself a little too hard, talkin' 'bout, "You had a crush on me"
Nigga, yes, at like, f*cking seven
Relax, relax
Ooh, to forget about you
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, I try (ohh)
But I'm havin' the worst luck on Tinder, ooh
Why'd you have to be a big pretender
I try, and I try, and I try, I try, I try (ohh)
To give you something good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
I've been smokin' Purple Haze
Ooh, to forget about you
But you lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie (ohh)
It's the forty-seventh time that I've changed my number
Should call you Mannie Fresh 'cause you's the number one stunta
You lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie (ohh)
I gave you something good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
Don't date these niggas 'til you're forty-three
A heartbreak gonna creep on after me
I try to cover up what I feel inside
You hurt me so deep and
You know, life is too short to be blockin' your blessings like that
To be blockin' potential blessings, like
Yeah, you may never get married again, you may never find the love of your life again, but
Hey, that's life
And please don't be in a situation
Where that person's tearing you down mentally, emotionally, physically
We've heard it a million times, I think emotional abuse
Is way worse than physical, sometimes
'Cause that just f*cks up your whole mind
You could develop whole disorders like that
Whole disorders
You guys tell me why this old nigga from my past hit me up, talkin' bout somethin'
"Is your name Courtney? Did you go to Poplar Tree
In the first, second, and third grade? And you had like a light skin sister?
And you, um, you had a crush on me?"
I was like
"Yeah, that sounds like me"
And my thing is, like, nigga, like, you feelin' yourself
You're feelin' yourself a little too hard, talkin' 'bout, "You had a crush on me"
Nigga, yes, at like, f*cking seven
Relax, relax
Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whipped Cream
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
I wish, wish I didn't care, yeah
Wish I didn't
I've been thinkin' of you
I've been keepin' you
Alignin' my soul
With the devil that it chose
I've been thinkin' this
Thinkin' of some kids
How I'm agin', degradin'
When I give it like this
I've been cryin' at night, holdin' bullet tight
Hopin' I meet someone different, but it's true that I don't
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on the TV screen
Everywhere
Said I'll be
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
I wish, wish I didn't care
I've been in my feels, I've been stackin' bills
Online shoppin' and robbin' my chance of survivin'
I'm late on rent, what was I thinkin'?
I'm gon' go to the gym, squat real low for a man
'Round you it revolves, I can't shake it off
Unrequited, admit it, you were never mine at all
Never mine, never mine
Never mine at all
Never mine
Never mine at all
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
Oh I wish, (said I wish) wish I didn't care, yeah
Ooh, yeah, ooh
Eat
Ooh, yeah, ooh
Your deceivin', receivin', non-givin' headass
Your deceivin', receivin', non-givin' headass (oh, yeah)
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere (you've been, you've been, you've been)
I wish, wish I didn't care, yeah
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
I wish, wish I didn't care, yeah
Wish I didn't
I've been thinkin' of you
I've been keepin' you
Alignin' my soul
With the devil that it chose
I've been thinkin' this
Thinkin' of some kids
How I'm agin', degradin'
When I give it like this
I've been cryin' at night, holdin' bullet tight
Hopin' I meet someone different, but it's true that I don't
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on the TV screen
Everywhere
Said I'll be
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
I wish, wish I didn't care
I've been in my feels, I've been stackin' bills
Online shoppin' and robbin' my chance of survivin'
I'm late on rent, what was I thinkin'?
I'm gon' go to the gym, squat real low for a man
'Round you it revolves, I can't shake it off
Unrequited, admit it, you were never mine at all
Never mine, never mine
Never mine at all
Never mine
Never mine at all
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere
Oh I wish, (said I wish) wish I didn't care, yeah
Ooh, yeah, ooh
Eat
Ooh, yeah, ooh
Your deceivin', receivin', non-givin' headass
Your deceivin', receivin', non-givin' headass (oh, yeah)
I've been eatin' whipped cream, havin' vivid dreams
Of your face and through people on TV screens
You've been everywhere
And I wish I didn't care
Oh, you've been everywhere (you've been, you've been, you've been)
I wish, wish I didn't care, yeah
Writer: Anthony Parrino, Courtney Shanade Salter, Ron Gilmore, Theodore Croker, Larry Blackmon
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Static
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love
I can't get a signal
Maybe I'm too cheap
Or maybe I'm too broke
For settling for you
Tell me, who needs cliché HD?
You're perfect for me
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love, I know, love
Baby, your issues are foggy
But I don't care, I need you near
I can fill you with distant memory and time
You'll help me sleep, hauntin' nightlight
You're perfect for me
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love, I know, love
Hey, your white noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
As long as it's you
As long as it's you, you, you
Hey, as long as it's you
As long as it's yours
Hey, hey
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love
I can't get a signal
Maybe I'm too cheap
Or maybe I'm too broke
For settling for you
Tell me, who needs cliché HD?
You're perfect for me
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love, I know, love
Baby, your issues are foggy
But I don't care, I need you near
I can fill you with distant memory and time
You'll help me sleep, hauntin' nightlight
You're perfect for me
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
When you're kind, fine like a Sony in '99
And you're strong, fun, get the job done, baby, you're the one
You're in control, love
Don't let the static drown us
You're in control, love
How good you are, I know, love, I know, love
Hey, your white noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
Give it all to me
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
I hear ya callin'
White noise, white noise
As long as it's you
As long as it's you, you, you
Hey, as long as it's you
As long as it's yours
Writer: Anthony Parrino, Courtney Shanade Salter, Joey Lopez, Nathan Jones, Ronald Eugene Gilmore, Roy Ayers
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shea Butter Baby is the debut studio album by American singer Ari Lennox. It was released on May 7, 2019, by Dreamville and Interscope Records. The album was executive produced by Dreamville producer Elite. In addition, the majority of the album was produced by Dreamville's in-house producers: J. Cole, Elite, Omen, Ron Gilmore, and Christo, among others.
Performed By:
Ari LennoxGenre(s): R&B, soul, neo soul, jazz
Length: 44:22
Released: May 7th, 2019
Year: 2019