Shea Butter Baby ft. J. Cole Lyrics

Ooh

Hold it, need it, need it, yeah

Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow

Touch me, take me, kiss me

Love me, impress me

Pull up, black truck, ganja

Wrist so blinding, heart so timeless

Wishing, you could meet me, see me, freak me

You lost in the shape of my hips

Hope there is a move

If you really down, we can find it

Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

And if you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can

Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow

Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your sheets

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

You crossed my mind a thousand times

The cost was fine, I draw the line

I'm back, relapse, I'm fiending

Yes, what's that? In fact, I'm dreaming

Coconut oil, the scent of your body still lingers on sheets

I got a shot at you, you wouldn't reach

Cop that, cock back, trigger release

Pop that top, take a sip of your holiest water

I know I'm a part of your flow now

Tell me you cut her

Don't matter you love her or not, you got part of her soul now

I ain't know then, but I know now

Apologies due, to one of the few

The ones I ran through, but never loved you

I pray you found peace and you whole now

I'm doin' better, I got me a chocolate bar

Climbin' on top of the bar

Think of the shape, and I lick in the places you only gon' lick when you rock with her forever

You lost in the shape of my hips

Hope there is a move

And if you really down, we can find it

Lost in an alley, make love by a trash can, ayy (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Hope there is a move (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

And if you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley, make love

Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow

(I can get close to you baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)

Shea Butter baby, fuckin' up your sheets

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

(I can get close to you baby, pull me closer, what are you about?)

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