Lyrics Pillow Talk - Azizi Gibson

Tonight everything is on me (On me)
All your drinks, all your weed, all your gas, anything you want (I got everything)
Don't you ever trip, it's on me (On me)
Me and M's, bring your friends, we got bands, whatchu sippin' on? (I got everything)
Come over and put it on me (On me)
I'm the man with the plan, take my hand, what it's hitting for?
Love the way you grind on me (I got everything)
From your eyes to your thighs, no lies, I'mma give it to you (I got everything)
She the woman of the year, man I love this shit
Love the way she take the blunt and sip, put it down and dip, laugh a bit
I'mma grab the mids, I don't know her name, but shit
Zizi is a pimp, I don't need no game, fuck this
Don't want hit no lick, just pose and take a pic
Glasses in the air, let's make a toast, you sissy lick
Like the dude [?] on tab, man I'm nigga rich
I'mma have to call me a cab, or an Uber quick
We at the bar around the way, yeah it's gettin' live
Got work up in the morning, six forty five
And I'm on my third strike, hope I don't get fired
But I can't stop now, I ain't even tired
Tonight everything is on me (On me)
All your drinks, all your weed, all your gas, anything you want (I got everything)
Don't you ever trip, it's on me (On me)
Me and M's, bring your friends, we got bands, whatchu sippin' on? (I got everything)
Come over and put it on me (On me)
I'm the man with the plan, take my hand, what it's hitting for?
Love the way you grind on me (I got everything)
From your eyes to your thighs, no lies, I'mma give it to you (I got everything)
And we don't mess with no loose hoes, no not in here
But there's something that you got, that's why I'm here
And we can start with a few shots, I'll have a beer
And don't worry where it come from, girl it's my year
Cause I've been on a mission (Man)
Tryin' to fulfill my vision (I am)
Its the bottom of the engine (Oh shit)
And I'm the one that's bitchin' (God damn)
[?] got me thinkin' (Oh yeah)
Will it be my minute? (It will)
Or will I win it? (Oh yeah)
But guess I'm tired of wishin' (Oh yeah)
We at the bar around the way, yeah it's gettin' live
Got work up in the morning, six forty five
And I'm on my third strike, hope I don't get fired
But I can't stop now, I ain't even tired