The Lobby / T-Shirt & No Panties Lyrics by Sir Michael Rocks Ft. Loverance
[Hook]
Man I'm fiendin with 3 girls in the lobby
Baby start seein but she stay in the pilates
When I go to sleep I'm a dream of your body, your body...
Cause girl nobody fuckin with you...
Cause girl nobody fuckin with you...
But tonight, girl I'm fuckin on you
[Verse 1]
I see you got potential (got it)
I see you wanna lounge around like niggas
But you ain't got yo credentials
See that could be a problem
But that ain't even the issue (no no no...)
Don't trip though
I'm tryna introduce you to what you never been used to
I like when you play with yo hair
Up in the mirror
Put them hands up (put em up, put em up)
And the shirt off (take it off, take it off)
Hittin that J and they hittin the lean
I see the results
All of that
Runnin then you stretchin it
The best you get for any amount of money that you got mane
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Feelin gets, make her mind and her body melt
Make her wet, swim in her like Michael Phelps
No games, play the cards that I was dealt
Fuck her good, eat her good, take this to the left
Wake up in the morning... repeat it
If you don't look like last night... number deleted
Undefeated, a king, that's how I'm treated
Like the gold pieces, had to groove greezy
Then you pull up in the CL
Pink car, white interior, seashell
As the night feel
Sudden feelin like Loverance tape on the April, well
Uh, lovin yo body, realest silhouette
I ain't thinkin ask me shorty, girl I'm feelin text
You thinkin now, I'm thinkin next
You think your time is a love flex
[Hook]
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[Verse 1]
Runnin with my niggas and the homies
Gotta get your money
before you could ever go and get a bitch
I really get in that swerve, what I can not do
And I lock that bitch, you know what I did
And I'm really really goin for the end zone
A young player, you be goin in the friendzone
Benz on the rims though, smoke in the window
Blow setting on, there's some hoes we can bend on
Skinny nigga with a fat dick
Gonna hit it from the back til she splashes
Cartier's the glasses
Motherfucker run up on the set, I'm blastin
I can pay for your classes
Cocaine vacations in Aspen
Cuz that's what you like
I used to say I ain't yo type
And now everything done change
And I'm tryna see you rain
Like the sky been holding water for too long
Cut them boy shorts
You don't need no thong
Girl this the T Shirt & No Panties song
[Hook]
Yea, she cleared all my phone
All both of us grown
And you telling me you sittin home alone
In your T shirt with no panties on, panties on
Girl this the T Shirt & No Panties song
[Verse 2]
T shirt with no panties
The way that I'm feelin perverse the way that he feelin
A masterpiece and he feelin on my fanny
Selfy bitch like a Grammy
69 on the diamond
Room 4 and you love it when I ride it
Ain't talkin bout a movie but he's drivin
Handcuffed but never remain silent
T shirt but no panties
And he an't got on the big blow
Boxers off in the bedroom hallway
Beat the still and the tops drow
Stinces first, taste the dry like a bull
He can't get enough, he always holler for more
I can't get enough so I holler for more
Bitch we ride now, we tight up in the board
But he ain't yo ordinary
Cat from runaway, he's playin with perry
I fuck that tight, past seize to exist
Fly nigga think I got deep
And I am proud to say that he's mine
Then his privates say that I'm fine
Our lovin on a scale from one to a dime
To see it otherwise you gots to be blind
[Hook x2]
Yea, she cleared all my phone
All fresh grown niggas
Tellin me you sittin home alone
In yo T shirt with no panties on, panties on
Girl this the T Shirt & No Panties song
[Outro]
Girl girl it's like
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ah ah ay
Tomorrow we get in too
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ah ah ay
Come here and get in the strip
Sir Michael Rocks - The Lobby / T-Shirt & No Panties Lyrics (Ft. Loverance)
