Chris Rivers - Danger lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Rivers] I must admit, you knew the chrysalis And you smell like you can lick this type Plus you really make a n***a wanna do the dished Spreading bread, I'mma really lose my biscuits Oh Lord, you dangerous Volatile, fronting like I hit you with the pocket dial I ain't saying you the most beautiful girl in the world But ain't no one like you, at least not for miles And that's a fact, well, opinionated But I'm tryna get you naked Never been a fan of patience, 'less you wanna play doctor Then I'm handling patients, got my hand in places Touching base, let's keep it basic I'm just tryna run all the bases Yeah, all the touchdowns and all the slam dunks And all the fat bucks and all the faces [Verse 2: Tony Sunshine] I been thinking 'bout you baby, all day Your freaky things that you be doing to me, oh man I'm writing you and she be on me But don't worry 'bout a thing when you can baby, call me It's hard to be monogamous when I'm with you You got that sweet cherry That black berry mola**es I said you're dangerous [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] Shawty, she got me screaming demon Hey, she got me feining Got me going like I'm leaving but I'm coming girl, I need it She work hard She's armed and dangerous Ain't too many who bang with her Straight up, she's like angel dust Play with her, notorious Now tell me how you want it, do you want it nice and slow? Should I show you how I really give it to 'em? Face down, a** up, that's the way we like to [uh] Face down, a** up, that's the way we like to [uh] [Verse 4: Chris Rivers] Let's just breathe a little Roll up a smoke, a lot weed a little See deep down, I can feel them demons in you You should let me eat a little, let me help you free a little See, I'm the type that likes to take control Handcuffs, hands up, hey po Hate to foes and when I sort they a** on top I had to let it go and be a little Like damn you fine like wine Like grapes, I'm wasted, taste like mine I ain't possessive, and I ain't obsessing But I'm 'bout that paper and you are a dime That a** is a murderous weapon You heard of possession That thing should be labelled a crime But I'm hoping for a head shot We can hang like a drum like I'm giving you time, it's mine [Verse 5: Tony Sunshine] Shawty keep it bouncing on me likea trampoline Man, I'm feeling like I'm on lean She ride it like He ride it like she on spokes She bom bom bom bom bom going like [?] Give you no thug, you get no love She act with the middle But in they heads they be like, oh Lord [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] Shawty, she got me screaming demon Hey, she got me feining Got me going like I'm leaving but I'm coming girl, I need it She work hard She's armed and dangerous Ain't too many who bang with her Straight up, she's like angel dust Play with her, notorious Now tell me how you want it, do you want it nice and slow? Should I show you how I really give it to 'em?