Goddess (feat. Genom)
Oh baby poppin'
She got a tan and now she think she from the tropics
She threw some braids in now she thinking she exotic
She sip that lada with the homegirls, talking options
Cause she know she gets every man she ever wanted
It's not a problem for her
And if it is it's something every man is solvin' for her
She ask for anything, he trying to cuff, he cop it for her
She only deal with ballers
Basic boys too modest for a poppin' little goddess
You got it
Oh baby girl I'm being honest
You flawless
I know you like to keep it modest
But stop it
Cause girl I swear that you a goddess
Goddess
I like, Spanish girls
Puerto Ricans with the tan and curls
Fell in love and now she trying to serve
Told her everything she's never heard
Now she's sitting by my waistline
Told me she ain't trying to waste time
Couple bottles of the grape wine
Now she's texting and ringing my facetime
See I don't time for a girl but you different
You the type that make me want to listen
I'm sorry if this coming off offensive
But I just want to see you in the kitchen
Summertime grippin' by the poolside
I'm just trying to get you in a new ride, new slides
Anything you want from a cool guy, ouu I
Make you feel like Jesus with a new life
Aint no, new man that can top me
Ain't no, new girl is an option
You poppin' in that Versace
We look like Lana and Rocky
I know I'm coming off cocky
But ain't nobody this better
The Queen over all these b*tches
We rule the city together
You a Goddess
You got it
Oh baby girl I'm being honest
You flawless
I know you like to keep it modest
But stop it
Cause girl I swear that you a goddess
Goddess
Yeah uh
Jheeze
Give me a second to breathe baby
Body the beat
Watch your boy coming with ease
When I met you out in the east
I knew you wanted to freak
The way you addressed me
Knew you were trying to undress me
Take it all back to the sheets
So that's what we did
Uber to your crib
4AM, club was done at 2
We still gettin' lit, we still get it in
Got that sticky vicky baby I can't get enough
Hit you with that Ricky-icky
Back shots, get it done
Wait, had to make it last bae
Hit it from the back, then I make you throw it back bae
Then we bring it back 'til it really make your back break
Make your body clap when we get it in the fast way
This won't end quick
I ain't gonna do you like your last main man who couldn't
Go a while at your pace
I'ma, leave a smile on your face
Baby stop it
You so, flawless
You a, Goddess
I'm just, honest
Baby stop it
You so, flawless
You a, Goddess
I'm just, honest
Ouu-eee
You look like the models from the movies
I'm just trying to get you in the room please
I'ma hit the lobby for the room-key
Then you can uh...
Pop it
She got a tan and now she think she from the tropics
She threw some braids in now she thinking she exotic
She sip that lada with the homegirls, talking options
Cause she know she gets every man she ever wanted
It's not a problem for her
And if it is it's something every man is solvin' for her
She ask for anything, he trying to cuff, he cop it for her
She only deal with ballers
Basic boys too modest for a poppin' little goddess
Oh baby baby yeah you got it
Oh-ou-oh I'm just being honest
Oh baby you so flawless
I swear to god that you a goddess