Lyrics It Must Be - ISO Indies

I said it must be
The style i possess
All the gyal obsess
Hit em with the quick finesse and
She knows ima playa
Ima treat her well
Ain't no telling where
We going only time could tell
I said It must be
The drink in my cup
Got me quite stuck
Yo let's keep it on the hush and
I know she a flirt
But she play them games
We both know what we doing
But we can't explain
Girl I can't dance
But yo meet me
On the dance floor
After a couple drinks
We start wilding in a bath stall
Blame it on the alcohol
Cause she a fox no jamie
Carry herself like a lady
Even off the bailey's
Plus she mad wavy
Yo honey got the dip
Said her favorite rapper jay z
Bump his cd's in the whip
Now we both hazy
Hot-boxing off the s
No if's but's or maybes
Damn she wild thick
Keep a Rubber just for safety
Back to the cribo and
You know It's all gravy
Let my nut off
Now a n feeling lazy
You know after sex
Girls wanna act crazy and
It's all good
It's all right
She told me be cool
We only fucking for the night
So I just play my part
No strings attach on this kite
I'll be gone by the am
Gotta catch another flight
Yeah ight
I said It must be
The style i possess
All the gyal obsess
Hit em with the quick finesse and
She knows ima playa
Ima treat her well
Ain't no telling where
We going only time could tell
I said It must be
The drink in my cup
Got me quite stuck
Yo let's keep it on the hush and
I know she a flirt
But she play them games
We both know what we doing
But we can't explain
Girl i can't front
I been Staring at
You mad hard
No i ain't famous and
I do not own a black card
Grew up in the hood
Playing ball in the backyard
Lotta n p they
Just imitate and act hard
Me i do the opposite
I'm humble and i'm mad calm
Pull up to ya crib
In a baby blue jaguar
Grew up in the ninetys
She be listening to gangstarr
Ninety on highway
With her feet up on the dashboard
She was getting lusty
Started giving me a hand job
Tried to concentrate but
My d was getting mad hard
Said she on her period
Cock blocked by a tampon
Grabbed her by her neck
Pulled her down like a lanyard
Forgot it was the first and
I gotta pay my landlord
So i'm off to work
Yeah nyu langone
Look into the back and I seen
A f black thong
Knew it wasnt hers and
I'm like
I said It must be
The style i possess
All the gyal obsess
Hit em with the quick finesse and
She knows ima playa
Ima treat her well
Ain't no telling where
We going only time could tell
I said It must be
The drink in my cup
Got me quite stuck
Yo let's keep it on the hush and
I know she a flirt
But she play them games
We both know what we doing
But we can't explain