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Dom Q. - Midas Well (feat. Wynter) Lyrics




Man
Miss me wit that "what you been up to?" And "where you been at?"
I been minding my business, grinding, overtime hours just to spend that
Only a couple people I make time for and I meant that
I got her addicted, she love my dic-tion and my syntax
I got enough weed for 3 so Shawty what you doin? Where ya friend at?
And make sure that all our intentions are see through
Yeah
If you want it
I could let you on it like a feature
Make a movie, turn this hotel room to the green room
Hawaiian hotbox when you shower, and turn that to the steam room hey!
Sweat your hair in a marijuana sauna, yeah that's whassup
I might be Static Shock she said she feels spark every time that we spark it
See I know what you feeling you loving the feeling of whenever we touch
But our emotions she said she would park it
But the freaks come out us when it's dark at night
Remember them nights st the dark you would park it and ride me like it was a park n ride?
Hey!
The way that I "Beat It", beat it up, Micheal Jackson maybe Ronda Rousey
Roll the windows down, try to air it out a bit and then we outie!
Got damn

See it's no more taking L's unless it's one that we lighting
But I ain't ya man, I'm yo personal pilot
See I take you high as hell, shawty fly as hell
And I got the Midas touch, so f*ck with me you Midas Well, hey!
But stop looking at me with those eyes
Saying shit like "I like you, I love you, I miss you, I want you, I need you"
Stop looking at me with those eyes
Telling me that this is right And I'm this and that, girl I just might believe you, hey!

Yeah she wanna flow too
Now she wanna come through
Yeah she wanna spit now
This affection holds you
Yeah she wanna build up
I just wanna feel up
Catch her in that sundress
I can't get enough of
Her body is sun kissed
Thinking of myself now
She cant get none less
Thinking of her body count
Hoping she got one less
Thinking of her undressed
Can you feel the watch now?
Now we up in Watts now
Y'all in love with the blunt so I'm always blunt
Keeping one eye shut
Always making up
Too much on they face baby are you fake enough
Nobody is chasin us
But They always hating us
Bills had us drowning now we saving up
Opportunity to make it double go 'head and cake it up
Too many is choosing problems, Yeah,
That is facing us
Tell me what's the order where are you going to be placing us
Got put on the game niggas steady out here chasing us
Wynter coming cold, go head sit back and chill and layer up
All she wanna do is smoke is tweet yeah
She laid up
Out here proving real Nigga's still exist,
And,
Handle stuff
Dom Q. And me are like the Splash Brothers on to greater stuff
Yeah

See it's no more taking L's unless it's one that we lighting
But I ain't ya man, I'm yo personal pilot
See I take you high as hell, shawty fly as hell
And I got the Midas touch, so f*ck with me you Midas Well, ay!
But stop looking at me with those eyes
Saying shit like "I like you, I love you, I miss you, I want you, I need you"
Stop looking at me with those eyes
Telling me that this is right And I'm this and that, girl I just might believe you, hey!
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Man
Miss me wit that "what you been up to?" And "where you been at?"
I been minding my business, grinding, overtime hours just to spend that
Only a couple people I make time for and I meant that
I got her addicted, she love my dic-tion and my syntax
I got enough weed for 3 so Shawty what you doin? Where ya friend at?
And make sure that all our intentions are see through
Yeah
If you want it
I could let you on it like a feature
Make a movie, turn this hotel room to the green room
Hawaiian hotbox when you shower, and turn that to the steam room hey!
Sweat your hair in a marijuana sauna, yeah that's whassup
I might be Static Shock she said she feels spark every time that we spark it
See I know what you feeling you loving the feeling of whenever we touch
But our emotions she said she would park it
But the freaks come out us when it's dark at night
Remember them nights st the dark you would park it and ride me like it was a park n ride?
Hey!
The way that I "Beat It", beat it up, Micheal Jackson maybe Ronda Rousey
Roll the windows down, try to air it out a bit and then we outie!
Got damn

See it's no more taking L's unless it's one that we lighting
But I ain't ya man, I'm yo personal pilot
See I take you high as hell, shawty fly as hell
And I got the Midas touch, so f*ck with me you Midas Well, hey!
But stop looking at me with those eyes
Saying shit like "I like you, I love you, I miss you, I want you, I need you"
Stop looking at me with those eyes
Telling me that this is right And I'm this and that, girl I just might believe you, hey!

Yeah she wanna flow too
Now she wanna come through
Yeah she wanna spit now
This affection holds you
Yeah she wanna build up
I just wanna feel up
Catch her in that sundress
I can't get enough of
Her body is sun kissed
Thinking of myself now
She cant get none less
Thinking of her body count
Hoping she got one less
Thinking of her undressed
Can you feel the watch now?
Now we up in Watts now
Y'all in love with the blunt so I'm always blunt
Keeping one eye shut
Always making up
Too much on they face baby are you fake enough
Nobody is chasin us
But They always hating us
Bills had us drowning now we saving up
Opportunity to make it double go 'head and cake it up
Too many is choosing problems, Yeah,
That is facing us
Tell me what's the order where are you going to be placing us
Got put on the game niggas steady out here chasing us
Wynter coming cold, go head sit back and chill and layer up
All she wanna do is smoke is tweet yeah
She laid up
Out here proving real Nigga's still exist,
And,
Handle stuff
Dom Q. And me are like the Splash Brothers on to greater stuff
Yeah

See it's no more taking L's unless it's one that we lighting
But I ain't ya man, I'm yo personal pilot
See I take you high as hell, shawty fly as hell
And I got the Midas touch, so f*ck with me you Midas Well, ay!
But stop looking at me with those eyes
Saying shit like "I like you, I love you, I miss you, I want you, I need you"
Stop looking at me with those eyes
Telling me that this is right And I'm this and that, girl I just might believe you, hey!
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Writer: Dominique Maxie, Thomas Lowery
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