Schoolboy Q - Studio (feat. BJ the Chicago Kid) (Lyrics)

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  • Published on:  Monday, February 24, 2014
  • Oxymoron (Deluxe Edition)
    Track #6
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    - Lyrics

    [Hook: BJ the Chicago Kid]
    I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
    But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to play it
    To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazed with
    So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby

    [Bridge]
    See I've been in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
    All night laying verses though I'd rather lay with you, baby
    Bra and panties matching, nail and toes, you all kinda lady
    Angel out of Heaven, such a goddess have a nigga praying

    [Hook]

    [Verse 1]
    You need a real nigga, shorty so come in, throw that pussy, shorty
    See I think you and me can make it, this little verse to get you naked
    See your heart ain't meant for breaking, Cupid's never been mistaken
    See, I been caught up in the moment, shit, my type ain't quite her type
    But now this gangsta nigga on it, she can twist my weed and hit the 'yac
    I can hit your type without the hat, put that pussy on the map
    I see qualities in a bad girl, I know that ass you got
    Come with attitude and your swag, girl, you ain't wrong, girl
    Just when that door knock lose your thong, girl
    Cause you girl, cause you girl, girl, cause you girl, girl

    [Hook]

    [Bridge]
    Throw and loc your pussy, girl, you knowing that your nigga faded
    Can I hit that pussy way I wanna while this record playing?
    Put my tongue in different places, play a game of Operation
    Na-na-na, la-la, la-la, you get what I'm saying
    No methaphors, nothing like that, I'm keeping it straight
    To the point with you, I'mma put this dick up all in-side-of-you

    [Hook]
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