Say Something

(Album: SXTP4 (sextape 4) - 2020)

Just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there

Don't leave the car with the engine running
Hop in, downshift and drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there

Got a million dollar bakery
'Cause I got a sweet tooth for pastries
Eat too much sugar, make you crazy
But not enough leaves you lazy
So go 'head and drip that caramel on me, yeah
Let me Sundae that Sunday, oh Hallelujah

It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that new-new body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate and I'll be right there
Waiting for your body like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps, I'ma do you in the car
Now you laying on your back and you staring at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us

Just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there

Don't leave the car with the engine running
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there

I know that you feeling freaky
I can feel it in your body, in your body
I can pull up a capella, when you need me
Or we can do that group shit, I ain't picky
I believe in nothing but right now
'Cause baby, who knows in another hour
'Cause life is like flowers until you cut it
It starts dying on contact, last touches
Never lives forever when it feels perfect

It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that new-new body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate and I'll be right there
Waiting for your body like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps, I'ma do you in the car
Now you laying on your back and you staring at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us

Just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there

Don't leave the car with the engine running
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there

She like, "Oh shit, it's The-Dream" (What you mean?)
What I mean is I'm a fan, I'm a fiend
I'm a stan, you the king, you the god, you the heart
You the start of this shit
The reason why niggas existed, oh shit
Take a pic
I know you rich as fuck but I'm sick of this (Sick of what?)
The same niggas keep pulling up
Kill songs but can't fuck
I said if I ever ran into you
I'd ask you about Nicki
But all I see is a hood nigga
Ain't thinking 'bout you inside me
Used to fuck to your words
So to see you in person
I don't know if I'm more anxious or nervous
Look, you don't need shit
To you I guess I feel like every other R&B nigga worthless
To you

It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that new-new body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate and I'll be right there
Waiting for your body like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps, I'ma do you in the car
Now you laying on your back and you staring at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us

Just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say something
Don't just sit there

Don't leave the car with the engine running
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there