GP

Yeah

See, anybody can fake a moan on a track

But that real shit comes from experience

From a woman that leave you shakin' hours later

Ooh

Tell me

Have you ever had it, that dangerous pussy?

That kind that rearrange your weekend (uh)

Got you callin' out my name

Thinkin' 'bout her lips when you breathin'

'Cause, girl, you got the type to make a grown man stutter in her (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Tryna hit a note, but all I hear is you

Your body got a language, my fingers can decode it

Toxic, but they ain't live none of the stories they told (ooh, ooh, ooh)

End this now (oh)

'Cause when they in the booth, it sound empty

It sound like no soul, no stroke, no man there left to fight

They don't know nothin' 'bout nothin' they tryna describe

No depth, no sweat, no high vibration or vibe

But when I step in the booth, I make the mic feel it

Every pulse you give me when I'm deep in your spirit

I don't sing about sex, I sing about us livin' it

There's a science to the way your body talks to mine

A chemistry that echoes through the melody and rhyme

Good pussy don't lie, it translate every time (ooh)

Ever been touched in your mind before your body got touched?

Ever had a man pull your energy 'til you almost cuss? (Cuss, yeah)

That's how you do me, ain't no way to hide it

You got a soul grip, that warm drip, that third eye on me when you ride it

Girl, your love make my voice crack (damn)

Made me whisper in the booth like, "Bring that back"

See, most men talk, but they don't talk facts

Got a whole universe, so deep when you arch your back

That's why they can't sing it like I do (ooh)

No truth in they throat, no proof in they view (yeah)

They ain't never been listen to a guy that will climax

Talk and dribble, eyes roll, both souls collapse (do it)

But when I step in the booth, I make the mic feel it

Every pulse you give me when I'm deep in your spirit

I don't sing about sex, I think about us livin' it

There's a science to the way your body talks to mine

A chemistry that echoes through the melody and rhyme

Good pussy don't lie, it translate every time

The moon's got messages

Curves got lessons

Every time you clench on me (ooh, ooh)

Feels like a confession

And when you hit that shiver

I lose rhythm, oh

But the mic catch every second

All the pleasure I'm givin'

So when I step in the booth, I don't fix it, I reveal it

Your love's so strong, an inch and I can feel it

Different pussy got me addicted, girl, I kneel in it

Good pussy speak truth, I just translate with the vibe

And every time

I sing about you

Your spirit hit every line

Yeah, you every time

Every time, every time, every time

Ooh, baby