GP

Yeah See, anybody can fake a moan on a track But that real shit comes from experience From a woman that leave you shakin' hours later Ooh Tell me Have you ever had it, that dangerous pussy? That kind that rearrange your weekend (uh) Got you callin' out my name Thinkin' 'bout her lips when you breathin' 'Cause, girl, you got the type to make a grown man stutter in her (ooh, ooh, ooh) Tryna hit a note, but all I hear is you Your body got a language, my fingers can decode it Toxic, but they ain't live none of the stories they told (ooh, ooh, ooh) End this now (oh) 'Cause when they in the booth, it sound empty It sound like no soul, no stroke, no man there left to fight They don't know nothin' 'bout nothin' they tryna describe No depth, no sweat, no high vibration or vibe But when I step in the booth, I make the mic feel it Every pulse you give me when I'm deep in your spirit I don't sing about sex, I sing about us livin' it There's a science to the way your body talks to mine A chemistry that echoes through the melody and rhyme Good pussy don't lie, it translate every time (ooh) Ever been touched in your mind before your body got touched? Ever had a man pull your energy 'til you almost cuss? (Cuss, yeah) That's how you do me, ain't no way to hide it You got a soul grip, that warm drip, that third eye on me when you ride it Girl, your love make my voice crack (damn) Made me whisper in the booth like, "Bring that back" See, most men talk, but they don't talk facts Got a whole universe, so deep when you arch your back That's why they can't sing it like I do (ooh) No truth in they throat, no proof in they view (yeah) They ain't never been listen to a guy that will climax Talk and dribble, eyes roll, both souls collapse (do it) But when I step in the booth, I make the mic feel it Every pulse you give me when I'm deep in your spirit I don't sing about sex, I think about us livin' it There's a science to the way your body talks to mine A chemistry that echoes through the melody and rhyme Good pussy don't lie, it translate every time The moon's got messages Curves got lessons Every time you clench on me (ooh, ooh) Feels like a confession And when you hit that shiver I lose rhythm, oh But the mic catch every second All the pleasure I'm givin' So when I step in the booth, I don't fix it, I reveal it Your love's so strong, an inch and I can feel it Different pussy got me addicted, girl, I kneel in it Good pussy speak truth, I just translate with the vibe And every time I sing about you Your spirit hit every line Yeah, you every time Every time, every time, every time Ooh, baby