Take Ü Home Lyrics

Oh let me tell you how she lights my soul

So much

She ended up

Being beside

My goals

Slow touching with the microphone

No complaining when we take this home

This ain't no micro-bone

Makes me wonder if I'm smart enough

Cause-I-go-dumb

Fuck the smooth talking

Getting rough

Cause-I-make-fun

I swear the tough love

Be better than none

And when I shower with her swear it's like I'm cleaning the world

Love my lady

Rubber on

Cause I'm too young for a girl

But grown enough

To see that ass do a twirl

I'm never grasping enough

I Hate it when she leave, and when she home

I'm asking for touch,

Neva much

When you just think bout the love

Craving lust

Cant help myself

When I'm in love with the one

Need a gun

For motherfucker's

In the future

She'll be making my son

And if I let her load the clip you better

Run from my hun

I got me plenty reasons why she'd be the one that I want

Oh let me tell you how she lights my soul

So much

She ended up

Being beside

My goals

Slow touching with the microphone

No complaining when we take this home

Yea

When we take this home

Yea Yea

Let me take you home

Late Night

Car Rides with the windows

Half down

Through the town

With my hand along her inner thigh now

Pulling up

To the blouse

Got the speaker sound loud

Moaning at the red lights

But I can't stop now

Cause her panties half down,

Getting wet they in the splash zone

She asked me if Ima finish

I told her once we make it back home

Test her see if her back strong

She like it when I fill her and add bones

Oh let me tell you how she lights my soul

So much

She ended up

Being beside

My goals

Slow touching with the microphone

No complaining when we take this home

This ain't no micro-bone

Makes me wonder if I'm smart enough

Cause-I-go-dumb

Fuck the smooth talking

Getting rough

Cause-I-make-fun

I swear the tough love

Be better than none

And when I shower with her swear it's like I'm cleaning the world

Love my lady

Rubber on

Cause I'm too young for a girl

But grown enough

To see that ass do a twirl

I'm never grasping enough

I Hate it when she leave, and when she home

I'm asking for touch,

Neva much

When you just think bout the love

Craving lust

Cant help myself

When I'm in love with the one

Need a gun

For motherfucker's

In the future

She'll be making my son

And if I let her load the clip you better

Run from my hun

I got me plenty reasons why she'd be the one that I want

LET ME TAKE Ü HOME