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Jack Harlow

Lovin On Me

 

Lovin On Me


I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

I'm vanilla, baby
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
She twenty-eight, telling me I'm still a baby
I get love in Detroit like Skilla, baby
And the thing about ya boy is
I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

Young J-A-cock AKA Rico like Suave, Young Enrique
Speaking of AKA, she's a Alpha
But not around ya boy
She get quiet 'round ya boy, hold on
Don't know what you heard or what you thought about ya boy
But they lied about ya boy
Going dumb, man, it's some idiotic 'bout ya boy
She wearing cheetah print
That's how bad she wanna be spotted 'round ya boy

I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me
I'm vanilla, baby
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
She twenty-eight, telling me I'm still a baby
I get love in Detroit like Skilla, baby
And the thing about ya boy is
I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

Young M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y
He's sharp like barbed wire
She stole my heart then she got archived
I keep it short with a bitch, Lord Farquaad

All the girls in the front row
All the girls at the barricade
All the girls that been waiting all day
Let your tongue hang out
Fuck everything
If you came with a man
Let go of his hand
Everybody in a suite, kicking up they feet
Stand up, bitch, dance

And all the guys in the back waiting on the next track
Cut ya boy a little slack
It's young Jack

I'm vanilla, baby
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
She twenty-eight, telling me I'm still a baby
I get love in Detroit like Skilla, baby
And the thing about ya boy is
I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby
I don't like no whips and chains, and you can't tie me down
But you can whip your loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

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