Futuristic - That Thang lyrics

[Intro: Futuristic] You got that thang, I don't usually sing It made me sing, don't it Put a ring on it, ring finger on your left hand Throw twenty G's on it Low key? No we, out in the public eye Never seen you with another guy When I met you, you was kinda shy See you later, maybe, never or some other time Cause you got that thang You got that thang, that make a n***a lose focus I'm hoping you notice The way that I'm open, this moment is golden Let's slow it down, I'm frozen, you chosen The closest, let's roll this and smoke it And now you outspoken and showing emotions You touch me, I touch you and now we're exploding [Verse 1: Futuristic] I wanna hear you scream, like a scary movie Feel the pa**ion, like you're married to me The sacred nobody else could do me, like you do me Strumming the pain, Fuguees Don't worry 'bout the paper, I make it more than a loose leaf Have a few sheets, a little pillow talking I'm the boss, girl, I'm still in office If a n***a disrespect you, then I'm stealing off him He still at it, then I build a coffin, I don't play that Relationship was Rocky like A$AP, now I need it ASAP In the day take a great nap And if you got pregnant I'd tell you keep it No plan B, don't even keep it a secret I'm needing it more than ever and more is better You should probably move in, I'll give you a couple reasons I got that thang, I'm on your brain Now you fallen like the season, damn [Hook: Futuristic] You got that thang You got that thang, that make a n***a go God damn, god damn, god damn You got that thang You got that thang, that make a n***a go Oo, oo, oo, baby You got that thang You got that thang, That make a n***a go God damn, god damn, god damn Yeah, you got that thang and I need that thang You should bring that thang, hope you're on your way You been on my brain [Verse 2: Futuristic] You look incredible, delectable and s**ually exceptional I had to let you know the directional, never skeptical Edible, obsessional, I'm in need of some medical Put you on the wall like a motherf**ing collectable Respectable, I dig the way that you be so professional Impeccable and anybody else is unacceptable Unethical, other women often one dimensional, insensible I hope you get the principal I'm spitting out I don't even look at women when they walk past, okay, maybe I do Then I compare them to you and they fail so bad On a scale of one to ten you like a twenty two A million thangs that I wanna do A lot of promises that I intend to keep I ain't seen you in a week You got that thang, I need that thang So put that thang on the sheets, damn [Hook: Futuristic]