Good Flirts (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Momo Boyd)

作曲：Kendrick Lamar,Hykeem Carter,SAILORR,Teo Halm,Cydel Charles Young,Tobias Breuer,Burt Bacharach,Hal David,Bobby Caldwell,Norman Harris,Lonnie Lynn,Bruce Malament,James Yancey,Teddy Danso Sarpong

作词：Kendrick Lamar,Hykeem Carter,SAILORR,Teo Halm,Cydel Charles Young,Tobias Breuer,Burt Bacharach,Hal David,Bobby Caldwell,Norman Harris,Lonnie Lynn,Bruce Malament,James Yancey,Teddy Danso Sarpong

You used to call my phone on a Friday night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over yeah

You always called my phone on a Friday night

Night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over

Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?

Don't you love lettin' out a good cry baby?

Ain't coming home on a Friday night

I'm all good my hips still wine

Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?

Don't you love lettin' out a cry?

Ain't coming home on a Friday night

I'm all good my hips still wine

You was almost like my safe haven

But you ended up actin' up baby

Barely together even you always playin'

Now you hatin' 'cause what these ** be sayin'

Like I ain't never took you on vacation

What gets me they stay hatin'

It's crazy 'cause you had everythin' they chasin'

Like somebody you can call on

A place you can call home until it went all wrong

Shawty you on one

You used to call my phone on a Friday night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over yeah

You always called my phone on a Friday night

Night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over

Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?

Don't you love lettin' out a good cry baby?

Ain't coming home on a Friday night

I'm all good my hips still wine

Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?

Don't you love lettin' out a cry?

Ain't coming home on a Friday night

I'm all good my hips still wine

I never knew a luh-luh-luh a love like this

Flood your contour make you blush like this

** a friendzone when you hug like this

Nibble on your ear touch your butt like this

We're just like this

If God's a girl then in God we trust like this

To be honest ** love love too

** I gossip with my ** like I'm Young Thug too

Dumb lungs on you spun the hairbun loose

Rightin' wrongs 'til they come with royalties and pub too

Where you at?

At the house with it watchin' Sinners

Who you with?

On the couch with my favorite sinner

** that ** I was about to but you convinced us

Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?

Uh never too late to meditate on emotion or attachments

Even if I fall short from my distractions

Been missin' your booty lovin' on your booty

Kissin' on your booty crushin' on your booty

Remember me?

Iceberg jeans or the Trueys

Duckworth you know street smart but I'm goofy

Wait you must've got a platinum record in the coochie

I got a platinum plaque in the coochie

Let me see your booty lovin' on your booty

Kissin' on your booty crushin' on your booty

You used to call my phone on a Friday night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over yeah

You always called my phone on a Friday night

Night

It's been over twice it's been over we've been over