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Whats Up by King Jerell Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

[Intro]
She know What's Up..

[Hook: King Rell]
She know what's up... Yeah, She know what's up
She don't wanna leave, cause she know what's up
Back seat, clothes off, digging in her guts
Front seat, breaking her off, she can't get enough

She know what's up yeah she know what's up
She don't wanna leave, cause she know what's up
She just want the D, 'til she can't get enough
& yeah there's room for 3, just call your girl up

[Verse 1: King Rell]
I won't judge you, go head & do your thing
Pop that pussy for a niggah in your G strings
Make a niggah want it, Make 'em buy you things
Just long as you ain't looking for that diamond ring
I don't need that now, Just wanna break you down
Just wanna take you down, lil four play on the couch
Foreplay to the bed, Get all in ya head
& Want you screaming so loud, the neighbors call the feds
You don't want the love & I don't need a girl
You just wanna fuck, bet I fuck up your world
& Lil mama ain't looking for commitment..
Still i spoil your pretty ass, if you want it you can get it
Don't gotta ask, you fucking for that privilege
Just make it last, every time you pay a visit
She - She don't go through my phone
Cause shit, we both grown, she leave my crib smelling like my cologne
Just say the word and it's on...
[Hook: King Rell]
She know what's up... Yeah, She know what's up
She don't wanna leave, cause she know what's up
Back seat, clothes off, digging in her guts
Front seat, breaking her off, she can't get enough

She know what's up yeah she know what's up
She don't wanna leave, cause she know what's up
She just want the D, 'til she can't get enough
& yeah there's room for 3, just call your girl up

[Verse 2: King Rell]
I won't judge you, go head & do your thing
Pop that pussy for a niggah in your G strings
Make me fall in love, prolly won't mean a thing
Cause after we fuck, I'm on that next train
I do respect you, I'll be honest
Just can't wake up next you, don't wanna make that promise
Got to leave you alone, hate to leave you alone
Cause that vibe that we get when it's just us alone
That vibe we get, when we both know it's wrong
But it's your thighs & hips that got me zoned
Your eyes & lips, saying c'mon
Telling your man lies & shit, hang up that phone...

[Hook until beats fades]