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letra de come here - gloss up

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[intro]
(patlacedthat)
what you runnin’ for?
you said you want some d-ck, what you runnin’ for?
you talkin’ all that sh-t, what you runnin’ for?
you said you gon’ hop on and do a split, well, what you runnin’ for?

[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’, glossy)
come here

[verse 1: gloss up]
got some clappers out
got a bed, but he f-ck me on the couch
like the way i ride his d-ck, but love the way i ride his mouth
like f-ck what you talkin’ ’bout, bend it over, take you down
said you never met the neighbors, bet they know your name now
with my yeah-yeah, ask him if he miss it, he like, “h-ll yeah”
p-ssy grippin’, drippin’, ain’t no slippin’ once he in there
hands ’round my neck, arch my back and hit my stance
p-ssy pricy, but that hood n-gga eat it up like food stamps

[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’)
come here
[verse 2: hunxho]
i like how she move (move), she like how i f-ck her (hmm)
never had sh-t, so when i pull out, burn rubber (woo)
tryna catch my b-tch, these n-ggas funny, chris tucker
ooh sh-t
he wan’ be me, she wan’ be her, i guess they like our movement
head, k!ll it, grip her head
we don’t even f-ck on the bed no more, she wan’ f-ck on the jet
i don’t even be in the ‘vette no more, we f-ck in trx
and she don’t never wanna stop, we stop, she shake like it’s tourette’s
and she need sleep when we get dirty, man, gave the b-tch my best
i call my bank, what’s in the bank? i told my bank to send a check (check)
when we f-ck, she pull out dreads
seash-ll
that p-ssy wet, seash-ll
eat it all, don’t be scared
i turn her cheeks red

[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’, glossy)
come here

[verse 3: gloss up]
n-gga talkin’ ’bout runnin’, who? i ain’t even finna run from the police
all these hoes mad, p-ssed, bet them hoes wanna be me
only wearin’ thongs, but he know i’ma always keep sh-t brief
i mean always keep sh-t p, thought he had a bad b-tch on a leash
[verse 4: hunxho]
she blowin’ my phone, i turn it off ’cause this sh-t gettin’ annoyin’
you front him a bag, it’s too much water, this sh-t can’t be normal
go pick her up, ride through my block, just show her what i’m doin’
go drop her off, i’m finna go spin, then, baby, i’ll be home

[interlude]
what you runnin’ for?
you said you want some d-ck, what you runnin’ for?
you talkin’ all that sh-t, what you runnin’ for?
you said you gon’ hop on and do a split, well, what you runnin’ for?

[chorus]
now come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here, come here (i’m comin’)
come here (yeah, yeah, yeah), come here (yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m comin’)
come here

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