[Lyric] Know You Want It (Saint Frm LA)

Oooh
These not 1’s, they hunnids
Even when I’m sleep I’m up to something
Get rich with me, quit frontin’
Girl I know you want
Alright right right
If this ain’t what you want want want
You must already have everything
I could put you on on on
But I like being single and just doing my thing
Show me something to persuade me to change your life
Something to quit playin’ and make you mine, oh

Come get, get, get, get, get, get, get, this
Come get, get, get, get, get, get, get, this

I could put a lot more than a littlе in your bank account
Always been the type to spoil mine no mattеr the amount
Really puts me deep in situations I hate climbing out
I could take your prized possession bring her home and slut her out
And she’ll love it
Wanna go public
Too many cameras on me these days
I’ve gotta move more low-key these days
Can’t afford no trouble
Oooh
These not 1’s, they hunnids
Even when I’m sleep I’m up to something
Get rich with me, quit frontin’
Girl I know you want
Alright right right
If this ain’t what you want want want
You must already have everything
I could put you on on on
But I like being single and just doing my thing
Show me something to persuade me to change your life
Something to quit playin’ and make you mine, oh

Pretty women make a broke nigga start spending
Pretty women make a straight girl feel tempted
Pretty is pretty much all you need
Pretty gets you in the door guaranteed
Pretty women get it with no feelings
Tell your man to run some bread that’s how you’re living

Come get, get, get, get, get, get, get, this
Come get, get, get, get, get, get, get, this

Hands on waist
Face to face
World on my shoulders but I hate to wait
Take me to a place that I didn’t know exist
And start with the land of your lips, oh
My lil fav
Always on 10
Travel with your friends, just got back from Cabo
If anybody knows , girl I know
The DJ playing songs that’s gon’ bring the freaks out
Cameras on the phones you gon’ have to show out
Ah oh, ah oh
Dance like your birthday round the corner
You’ve got that spice like Benihanna
Ah oh, ah oh
My lil fav
In the club going crazy
Just treat it like a limbo girl
How low low low can you go