Jeremih - Oslo, Norway lyrics

(Intro) I need this money Frankie, yeah (Chorus – Jeremih) Blunt to my lip Bad bi**h on my hip I just threw a grip Tell that bi**h to strip Skinny, these hoes dip And Patron, we sip Uber or the Lyft She gon go off the rip Blunt to my lip Bad bi**h on my hip I just threw a grip Tell that bi**h to strip Skinny, these hoes dip And Patron, we sip Uber or the Lyft She gon go off the (Verse 1 – Jeremih) I got a bi**h so bad I put her a** in time out Can’t have that a** up in that sundress, bring that shine out Low right in that pu**y when her ni**a sign out I know he think that pu**y his but sh** it’s mines now I f**k her good then I make her cookie ruffles for dinner She bust it like a dirty bopper, hit her with the extendo Just want some head and the comfort on the bed Is that some And count my bread while I’m rolling up a wood or the indo Thumbing through Thomas, couple Grants, and hella Benjamins Got some chocolates, little vanillas, and some cinnamons That’s gon pop that pu**y, that’s gon pop that pu**y That’s gon pop, I’m starting to feel like Uncle Luke and them (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2 – Game) I put this bi**h up in the Uber me no feel like making house calls Give her thug’s pa**ion, feel like 2Pac, I’m an outlaw Smoking on this indo even though we outdoor Push her to the ledge hit it like a south park Now pop that pu**y, come on pop that pu**y for me Drop that pu**y, go head, drop that pu**y I’m a carnivore, dinosaur Beat the s**, eat the s**t like eggs and grits Her legs are split, the hair legit, the pu**y trip Tickle the clit then light the spliff Then call her homegirl, tell her hit the crib Then f**k her homegirl, put it in her rib She a Brooklyn bi**h, she like to strip She work the pole, I like this s**t a lot She got Nicki hips, she think she cute And I do too, I might just hit a lot And you know how them threesomes go Give one that long d**k Other one looking with the side eye Like ni**a you f**king with the wrong bi**h Man f**k the conversation You know love be complicated And f**king complication Let’s just roll one and face it I got a (Repeat Chorus) (Outro) As I feel your tongue touch the inner walls of my thigh I seem to understand that those eyes seem to lie And they telling me stories that I want to hear It ain’t s**t that I wanna feel, it feels so unreal the way you’re cures every part of my body I’m feeling so s**y and naughty Ah you wanna speak about late nights huh? Let me feel that s**t Let me make you feel this I wanna feel that d**k The way you sling that s**t The way you grab my back, the headboards is banging the way you a** smack Baby and I throw it back