Can't Help It

I can't help it

I'm on my grind

She can't help it

I told her we should take our time

I can't help it

I'm on that grind

She can't help it

A nigga always on her fine

How you doin' baby?

I'm good

You know you took me high last time

True

I heard you fucking with the lame niggers

Maybe

It don't matter you know my ass mine

You stupid

Now put something on it

Take my time there ain't no rushing on it

I'm a player there ain't no coughing on it

Got a squeaky mattress from all the fucking on it

In the public she feel me touching on it

While I'm driving she be sucking on it

You see I'm loving don't it?

Quit fronting girl you know you want it

Quit fronting girl you know you want it

I can't help it

I'm on my grind

She can't help it

I told her we should take our time

I can't help it

I'm on that grind

She can't help it

A nigga always on her fine

Summer time ass sticks

Scooter out of sax fifth

Pimp headstrong ain't afraid to say you that bitch

Put you on that back shit coach you like it's practice

Want it to bad she ain't even mind the traffic

First night access phone numbers memorized

Season with the pimpin fuck around I leave you tenderized

Spit it fly until you coco butter with the mouth piece

Can't help but place in hands on you like an outreach

Do it on the couch freak tell me how I make your blouse slim

Young live nigga in my prime and I'm spouse free

You know about me young debonair

Earrings getting lost hoes bring the extra pair

I can't help it

I'm on my grind

She can't help it

I told her we should take our time

I can't help it

I'm on that grind

She can't help it

A nigga always on her fine

She all for my discussions morals to production

She wanna blow my flute thought she was more into percussion

Not to be brass but I like a big ass

Underneath to see her leggings and she more into the function

Heart like a drumbeat crash into my planet

Similar my love I wait for y'all to understand it

I never move bass but I'm solid on this granit

I was polishing my gift y'all was probably playing mad and

Now she polishing my woo and y'all probably can't stand it

Travelling the axis on some parles vous france shit

Accents germ roads, acoustics are my thing

Turn your dress around and maybe I can pull some strings

I put it in your mouth like it nearly sings

But we want to spend so I keep this acapella clean

Not gon' send no dreams she expecting diamonds rings

But I scratched at all we gotta find this green

I can't help it

I'm on my grind

She can't help it

I told her we should take our time

I can't help it

I'm on that grind

She can't help it

A nigga always on her fine