Artist/Band:
Aasim
Lyrics for Song: Drugs
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Aasim
Feat. Miguel
Social clubbing is just a way of life
With that being said, baby
I'm on you like drugs
So why don't you slip into something a little more comfortable
Maybe slip up out of it
Get a little something to drink, whatever
I put you on a scale, you measure up to my standards
I put you on your back, pleasure you till you can't stand it
I'm feeling like another shot of Patrone and I'm stranded
I'mma end up lying up beside of your pussy like it's abandoned
You want half of that molly, the other half is for later
I remember when I first bagged you, your home girl was a hater
Once you was in my veins, though, you came with that cocaine flow
And all the bitches you hang with wanna know how much did I paid for
But I ain't spending one dollar to knock you back out of alignment
We fucked on the first night so I guess you call it consignment
In a , bag of your love got a nigga bout to be tweeting
You gave a nigga the munchkins, first chick I ever was eating
Laid up with you for weekends, even pulled my mamma's sofa
You had me like a dope fiend, can't wait till you come over
And you be on that molly, I'm on vodka, we ain't sober
Just your perfume on my shirt gives me a boner
I'm on you like drugs
Do you like drugs?
Yeah, well me too
Do you like drugs?
Yeah, well me too
Who put you on speaker? Let my niggas hear how your voice sound
You an R'n'b diva but don't care for all of my boys round
You keep grabbing my features, try to get me to come sex you
Temperature is too much to bear, didn't make it to the bedroom
I been drinking all day and I've been thinking how you ride me
And how you scream my scene, I just love it when you inside me
It's breath taking
The only chick I'm calling just to see how your day is going
Grab some food, grab some drinks then get your legs open
You sent me with your camera phone pics of you fresh out the shower
Pill on your tongue with the text that says come fuck my flower
You got my name on the steam in the mirror
And your fame don't fuck with my self-esteem, pull a chair up
Give me lap dances and back massages all night and a blow job
You my little valued piece, sing soft but you go hard
Zip lock you triple bean, you tripled my double and cashed out
Read up, it's that fish scale, pull a duffle bag and a ski mask
Do you like drugs?
Well, me too
Do you like drugs?
Well, me too
What about tonight? So let's dance a little harder
Till I feel it come over
All I need is your love, baby, and drugs
Do you like drugs?
Well, me too
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