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Uh-uh, uh-uh\n\nI'm a bad- Brooklyn brown skin - (brown skin -)\nAnd I love a hood - with some toxic - (hey, baby)\nNothing but some socks, beef and brocs in it (woah)\nHave me walking all crooked in my Crocs and - (brr)\n-, I go Taraji for my baby boy (for my baby boy)\nRide it like a Kawasaki, that's his favorite toy (favorite toy)\n\nI'ma swipe his EBT like a Amex (uh)\nGive it to him raw (uh), no drawers, no latex (uh, uh)\nYeah, I got him butt naked for me waitin' at home (waitin' at home)\nB-, your - ain't hittin' if he takin' too long\nTold him, \"Put my name on it\" (yeah), yeah, I'm makin' him moan\nSmellin' Lola Brooke, that's his favorite cologne\n\nHa, huh, I'm yours for the summer\nWanna drink until we drunk? 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I'm choosin' you, baby\nThings I wanna do to you, baby\nYou say, \"He crazy,\" so I gotta take a risk on you (hey)\nLike why would I lie when I'm tryna put this on you (yeah), baby?\nAyy, yeah, ayy, yeah\n\nYeah, Tiller\nOh-ooh-woah, baby, yeah\nYoung Lola, controller, come closer\nMad pretty, make me lose composure\nTad tipsy, won't you come over?\nLast lap in the city, know I'm unsober\nTrue, you know I see you come over (you know I see you over there, there, there?)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Lola Brooke - You (Lyric Video) ft. Bryson Tiller\n artist: Lola Brooke\n album: Lola Brooke\n duration_ms: 159000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Tonight, tonight, tonight, oh\n Yeah, Tiller, woah\n And Young Lola, controller, come closer\n Mad pretty, make me lose composure\n Tad tipsy, won't you come over?\n Last lap in the city, know I'm unsober\n True, know I see you come over\n (You know I see you over there, there, there?) Uh-uh, uh-uh\n\n I'm a bad- Brooklyn brown skin - (brown skin -)\n And I love a hood - with some toxic - (hey, baby)\n Nothing but some socks, beef and brocs in it (woah)\n Have me walking all crooked in my Crocs and - (brr)\n -, I go Taraji for my baby boy (for my baby boy)\n Ride it like a Kawasaki, that's his favorite toy (favorite toy)\n\n I'ma swipe his EBT like a Amex (uh)\n Give it to him raw (uh), no drawers, no latex (uh, uh)\n Yeah, I got him butt naked for me waitin' at home (waitin' at home)\n B-, your - ain't hittin' if he takin' too long\n Told him, \"Put my name on it\" (yeah), yeah, I'm makin' him moan\n Smellin' Lola Brooke, that's his favorite cologne\n\n Ha, huh, I'm yours for the summer\n Wanna drink until we drunk? I'm choosin' you, baby\n Things I wanna do to you, baby\n You say he crazy, so I gotta take a risk on you\n Like why would I lie when I'm tryna put this on you (yeah), baby?\n Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah\n\n Tryna make a choice between his leg or his face\n - gettin' more intense than Election Day\n What I expect today is good -, hood -\n Stop callin' his phone, -, he catchin' up on rest (uh)\n Loving to with me is a W, - him at the W\n The way you c- quick seems to trouble you\n\n I want a rough neck -, that's nasty\n My sex drive wild and this - is immaculate\n Put it in my, uh, - stabbin' it\n Shooter that assassin it, tongue doin' magic tricks\n Foot on neck (yeah), hand on frontal (frontal)\n Got him bussin' nuts 'fore we leave the Holland Tunnel (yeah, ooh-ooh)\n\n (I'm yours) I'm yours for the summer (hey)\n Wanna drink until we drunk? I'm choosin' you, baby\n Things I wanna do to you, baby\n You say, \"He crazy,\" so I gotta take a risk on you (hey)\n Like why would I lie when I'm tryna put this on you (yeah), baby?\n Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah\n\n Yeah, Tiller\n Oh-ooh-woah, baby, yeah\n Young Lola, controller, come closer\n Mad pretty, make me lose composure\n Tad tipsy, won't you come over?\n Last lap in the city, know I'm unsober\n True, you know I see you come over (you know I see you over there, there, there?)\n"},{"id":18599467,"name":"You (feat. Lola Brooke)","trackName":"You (feat. Lola Brooke)","artistName":"Bryson Tiller","albumName":"You (feat. Lola Brooke)","duration":161.436735,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tonight, tonight, tonight, oh\nYeah, Tiller, woah\nAnd Young Lola, controller, come closer\nMad pretty, make me lose composure\nTad tipsy, won't you come over?\nLast lap in the city, know I'm unsober\nTrue, know I see you come over\n(You know I see you over there, there, there?) 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I'm choosin' you, baby\nThings I wanna do to you, baby\nYou say, \"He crazy,\" so I gotta take a risk on you (hey)\nLike why would I lie when I'm tryna put this on you (yeah), baby?\nAyy, yeah, ayy, yeah\n\nYeah, Tiller\nOh-ooh-woah, baby, yeah\nYoung Lola, controller, come closer\nMad pretty, make me lose composure\nTad tipsy, won't you come over?\nLast lap in the city, know I'm unsober\nTrue, you know I see you come over (you know I see you over there, there, there?)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.87] Tonight, tonight, tonight, oh\n[00:05.32] Yeah, Tiller, woah\n[00:09.02] And Young Lola, controller, come closer\n[00:11.97] Mad pretty, make me lose composure\n[00:14.66] Tad tipsy, won't you come over?\n[00:16.94] Last lap in the city, know I'm unsober\n[00:19.36] True, know I see you come over\n[00:21.41] (You know I see you over there, there, there?) 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