Clement Bazin, JT Soul — Zero to Six
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I got this little itty bitty trying to dance on me
And she can’t really seem to get her hands off me
And we can chill maybe roll the gas on me
But listen baby gotta let me smash for free
And I peep that your ex mans on to me
But don’t worry ’bout it, know I brought the wolves with me
And I ain’t mean to storm the beef
But I’m on and it’s c’est la vie
I ain’t mean to kill the vibe
And I ain’t mean to ruin your night
Girl I ain’t mean I’m usually nice
But the liquor always do me like this
I guess that just proves I’m righteous
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number
I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number, I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
Since a youngin’ been fucked up and reckless
Still carried those traits through adolescence
Went from chilling on the project benches
To making projects and records
But don’t worry ’bout it baby I just need your attention
And truly I just need all the tension
I just need to confess it,
I’m just tryna get with you and your best friend
And spread love all around, through the east and the west end
No fake love ’cause baby that just lead to depression
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number
I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number, I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
I can take you ’round the world
Baby we can start living lavish
Yeah we can cop a Benz and travel
Or a diamond bezel
Yeah I got you, yeah you know you got me better
And girl you got me bending backwards
Baby you the baddest
I can take you to London and Paris
Touch down in Paname, yeah we lookin’ the freshest
Stacking croissants like i don’t even know where the bread is
If you know my team, «que des numero 10»
Yeah I want your number, heard it’s zero to six
And I ain’t gotta tell you, you already know what it is
If I ain’t got time for you probably means I’m stuck in the mix
So take ya time baby
And just rewind, yeah we can intertwine maybe
So free ya mind baby
Sip some French wine maybe
I payed the price
‘Cause i just wanna ride with you
Maybe one more time baby
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number
I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
I peep your love, and I want you
I need your number, I want you
I roll it up
Baby you fuck me up
