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SiR

You Ain't Ready

 

You Ain't Ready

(album: Seven Sundays - 2015)


[SiR:]
Maybe I should apologize
Cause I ain't gonna apologize when I
Get you alone
Put my hands on you like a champ in the ring
Hit a home run every time I swing
Batter up Batter up
Baby throw it back
Cause when I tap
You gon' see why I'm king

My only aim is to please you
Show you how much I need you
Crazy how she could be
My mama told me not to fall for a Libra

But here we are in your bedroom
Trying to keep these clothes on
Damn your body's so soft

Ahhhh
You ain't ready (for)
For my (whoop)
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough baby
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough
[x2]

Better believe that
Cause when I tell you I need that
Girl, I really mean that
Glad to be back
Last time left me feenin
Now I'm ready to relapse
Give me three claps
Shake, shake it for me girl
Don't wanna wait for a ting girl
What you bring girl
Come from a dream girl
Make me wanna sing girl

My only aim is to please you
Show you how much I need you
Crazy how she could be
My mama told me not to fall for a Libra

But here we are in your bedroom
Trying to keep these clothes on
Damn your body's so soft

Ahhhh
You ain't ready (for)
For my (whoop)
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough baby
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough
[x2]

[D'Smoke:]
They say real ones are hard to find
Smoke, get you high like Kilimanjaro
We can get it in all night 'til tomorrow
Swear you can have it all
So why borrow?
Sip a little liquor
If you're parched, let's relax
Lay down
Tryna grip on the arch in your back
Insinuate your curves
And baby you got nerves
Saying you gon throw it back
Go long for the catch
I will, I promise
Body frame make a lame pay homage
Must be your birthday
I want it the worst way
Baby Imma cut the cake, do the honors
I wanna see your brain, cause your man went to college
In the classroom or the womb, I'm a scholar
Killer put the pussy in a tomb or a coffin
Baby we can do this often, yeah

[SiR:]
Ahhhh
You ain't ready (for)
For my (whoop)
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough baby
And Imma make sure you had enough
You had enough

done

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