Letra de ' Come By At 12 ' de Yung Bleu

(KimJ with the heat)
And I probably tell you I love you (Kook Up)
Probably tell you all the time (What’s up?)
Sometimes I mean it, sometimes I don’t
Like right now, I mean it, yeah
Anything you ask for
Vandross

I’ll probably tell you I love you and probably say I don’t mean it
You told me come by at twelve, but I don’t fuck with polices
You know that pussy got power just like the Pledge of Allegiance
You told me play with your flowers, I told you wait for the season

Lil’ baby, she do it better, uh, just not committed, yeah
Know you go psycho, so I keep my distance
You know my preference, uh
Baby, give your all and nothing less than, no

Take my time (My time)
I don’t wanna rush you
You stay on my mind, my mind
But I don’t wanna trust you
You taste good
You taste so good like
You taste good (Vandross)

Lickin’ on the clit, I ain’t scared of shit, come get nasty, bitch
Know you got a nigga, I don’t give a shit, I got bad intentions (Let’s go)
I might whip that pussy like cream
Come through, hit that pussy like ding
Just cut off my phone, so no, it don’t ring

Give me some time, you lookin’ lonely
Don’t hit up my phone, I’m with the homies
And we got a couple of bitches
Just duckin’ and fuckin’ these bitches
That money don’t stop, got a couple of digits

She poppin’ that ass for these hundreds and twenties and she got a raise
She don’t wanna be a freak no more, guess it was a phase
Call me Holyfield, I’m finna beat on it

I got her screamin’ out, Ooh-wee, she finna star in a movie
You know I ain’t nothin’ but a freak, beep, beep
Back that ass up, put it in drive
I ain’t gon’ rush, gon’ take my time

Take my time (My time)
I don’t wanna rush you
You stay on my mind, my mind
But I don’t wanna trust you
You taste good
You taste so good like

I’ll probably tell you I love you and probably say I don’t mean it
You told me come by at twelve, but I don’t fuck with polices
You know that pussy got power just like the Pledge of Allegiance
You told me play with your flowers, I told you wait for the season

Lil’ baby, she do it better, uh, just not committed, yeah
Know you go psycho, so I keep my distance
You know my preference, uh
Baby, give your all and nothing less than, no

Take my time
Don’t wanna rush you
Stay on my mind, yeah