J-Rich - Bacardi Lyrics

I can put you on an island
Sip mimosas by the ocean, now I got you feeling open
Wonder if she'll let me slide in
Not sex! Get yo mind out that gutter
I told that girl I'd treat her right, I didn't stumble or stutter
Ain't you heard the motto baby? Virginia's for lovers
I'll take you home
You can spend a night or three
I'm not a Drake type dude, you know we're f*cking for free
Then I'll
Wake up early just to check on ya
Look at my watch, oops, didn't mean to flex on ya
I just needed the time because you know I made plans
Imma teach a couple lessons about love and romance
Other thing is I always catch the little things
Won't let nobody ever come between
What we got in the moment
I think we're finally closing
On what could be a lifetime
You my healing component

Look at all them girls dance
Shake it fast for some free bands
You know what to do when that bass slap
Just drop it, drop it low, make that ass clap

Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
So get out on the floor, reach out and grab somebody

She said J-Rich can you eat it tho
I said damn girl I met yo ass a week ago
Thought I told you girl it's all about the intellect
If you can't act like you a lady then we won't connect
I need somebody that really gon grow up with me
Not somebody to f*ck but to make love to me
I done peeped how you can drop it on the floor
But really how far will you go just to burn up all my dough, woah
Shift that booty up into D3, D3
Then back it up and come and grind it on me, on me
Bust it open, I know ain't shit free
But your body so intoxicating I might pay the fee
You just might be
The best to ever do it
I watch you take a shot then cock it back and let it loose
And she produced by all the Gucci and the Prada on her garments
She fed up with these rappers so she f*cking with an artist
And regardless of the outcome, I feel like I gotta smash
Cause if I ain't cumming first inside the pussy, I'm last
Lord knows these hoes gonna call themselves an Uber
It seem like that's the New Age after drunken sex maneuver but
I don't let it get to me
Find my energy and let it flow right through me
Saddle up again, another night at the clubs
Only option now, where else would I look for love? Hey

Look at all them girls dance
Shake it fast for some free bands
You know what to do when that bass slap
Just drop it, drop it low, make that ass clap

Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
Where the Bacardi? We likes to party (Pour up)
So get out on the floor, reach out and grab somebody