Cylo - F.W.A.R lyrics

[Hook - Ceeko] See baby know you really want me Running up on stage just to touch me (ah ah ah) I know you want me You've been flipping out pulling out fronting Oh my god I know its nothing But where were you when I was nothing You just want that smooth talker Oh my god Stop fronting No I ain't giving you nothing Nada nada But I'ma give you this na-nah [Verse 1 - Julian A.K] Flow to the master add a verse to the verse That she placed inside her purse In her pursuit of the man in suite Not the average set: collared shirt and tie But rather jumping on stage for the ultimate highs Like D.M.T mixed with LSD set it off When you smell the odor of the T-H-C Leave the crowd blazed, spat my rap for her on this day Twisted it up like my dreadlocks Words interlocked like a figure 4 leg lock Told her that only I'd rather know whats running through her head Not to concerned bout getting in her legs Take them high heels off, put on the SB dunks on Before we get to rick James and the funk songs What do you say? Verses are laid Heading straight to the page of different days Many conversations in the destinations Where you could be placed in explanations Of your flash backs occurring Now your hearts racing and pacing, the feeling is amazing Your loving me like you just took MD Grooving to the light of the moon At the groove in the moo Tame Impala soothes the midnight blues that we may choose Man how can we lose Star light star bright wish upon a stars tonight I chose the light in which we ignited Pinched a mushroom, it was blue We consumed, what ensued The views that we once knew all seemed renewed Talking bout this that yap yap Yabadabadooo to the old work crew Spat this one reminiscing about "me and you" No Ca**ie though, More D'Angelo Brown Sugar to the Devils Pie Not a word of a lie [Hook - Ceeko & Wolfi] See baby know you really want me (I really feel it all) Running up on stage just to touch me (Fall to the cause) I know its nothing (Demons they call) You've been flipping out pulling out fronting (Got visions to fall) Oh my god I know its nothing (Feeling this energy you are my remedy) Oh my god I know its nothing (I'm feeling you and its making no sense to me) I'm feeling something (You is a fan of the man) So no I can't take you further [Verse 2 - Sebby] Saw me through the crowd, in the maze and said I stand out Pulled me aside on her lonesome so she got her chance now Said we can kick after hours and see how it pans out Throwing off looks; like she wanna see my pants down Hands down, hands off you really think you can cop? Must've lost the damn plot, you got balls like Sandlot If you really about this music then you be the mascot Don't think you know the legacy, ask Mr San Scott Wait.... We're just as bad as each other Got a secret pocket in my jacket where I stash the rubber Under covers we don't slumber Pack a slugger, best be tougher On a upper, let it clutter Did I mutter? Make you stutter Young king with the dreams like Mr Martin Luther Equipped with the genes so it seams I tell to ya May or may not have your girl in the back of the Uber She exhale with both hands like she paying the tuba Karma sutra I maneuver Found her cooped up, had scoop up Now she looser, you a loser She a user, I'm the shooter She the bullet like a juicer How we mix it up? All that stuff Swear we jamming Marvin Gaye cause I got to give it up No we never get enough, taking hits of that dro Hold it like a Wii stick and I'm bout Super Smash Bro Think that I'm an a**hole but take a look at what you got Girl I'd love to stick around but I'm heading to the top [Outro] We just as bad as each other We just as bad as each other We just as bad as each other Got a secret pocket in her jacket where she stash the rubber