100bandstan - Impulse Mgmt

(I mean, you know)
Its not a problem
Its not a problem unless we make it one
(Yeah, I ain't think it'd be poorly received so...)
And I promise
(Shit, one thing)
You gon' find someone solid if only you wait for once

Its the type of mood meant for sexual encouragement
We got crackers, peppered genoa, cheese European in origin
Got wine bottles imported in
Weed straight from Oregon
The funnest part of life is just fuckin' with this foreign shit
Yeah
I like all this time we spendin' and I'm hopin' we do more of it
Then she slams The Doors in my face, ironic 'cuz I look like Jim Morrison
Yeah
You gonna drive people away just as soon as you try forcing that shit.

Its not a problem
Its not a problem unless we make it one
(Yeah)
And I promise
You gon' find someone solid if only you wait for once
I guess you're just not that type of girl
(Yeah, I bet)

She ride it, anytime she want it
She got a body, she like to flaunt it
But not for anybody, she choosy and she know it
And now she think I'm lying, cuz we got that in common

Before I start dating I'm tryna leave my baggage
Fuck a heartbreak, shit y'all just being dramatic
I'm not feelin' none so I'm rolling like a savage
Waiting up ain't ever been my M.O. so I'm past it
I'm not multi-faced darlin, I'm just multifaceted
If you can't see that shit, you playing devil's advocate
Hitting up my line saying you landed in Los Angeles
I'm leaving you on read, channeling my impulse management
I'm on it

Its not a problem
Its not a problem unless we make it one
(Yeah)
And I promise
You gon' find someone solid if only you wait for once

Yeah
Cuz' she puttin' in work, she makin' love like a machine
What I do to you do wonders for your self esteem
I'ma stretch you out just like a fuckin' limousine
Aim yo' heels at the ceiling got you speakin' Japanese
But you don't speak no Japanese...
I know you like it, ain't no way you like it more than me
I'm not tryna come yet, girl you know just what I mean
Uh
I'ma put it down when I get home
You ain't gotta worry 'bout the week you had baby, let it go
When we makin' love you like being in control
If you really like to ride it you could keep it goin'
Shit, I could stay for a minute baby I suppose
Cuz I still got my manners, know it's rude to just come and go
Don't worry, I'ma feel the fuckin' same when we fully clothed
But will I really though?

Written by:
Stanley Anderson

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find