Hire You

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I ain't gotta lie to you
 I done seen a lotta you
 Type to conspire to
 Make me wanna hire you
 I ain't gotta lie to you
 I done seen a lotta you
 Type to inspire to
 Make me wanna hire you
 Maybe, we're meant to be
 Baby, I feel the chemistry
 Lately, I would hope to see
 If we, could live through tragedy
 I just want a wife and kids
 Tryna be cuffed like I did bids
 With someone that can help me rid?
 A broken heart so I can live
 Up to expectations and exceed that
 Got room to grow, torrent seed that
 If they hate let 'em we need that
 Motivation for whenever we stack
 But first...
 Can you honestly say?
 You could, you could be my bae
 Stay down when the odds outweigh
 Fight or flight, would you leave or stay
 Look I guess I'm tryna say
 I need real love like Mary J
 If you're down then T.O.K
 Through any storm there's a sunny day
 (Aye, aye, aye)
 Look I mean I ain't tryna be just an option
 I wanna be someone you love and ain't stopping
 I could be your chocolate ice cream with every topping
 If you consider me to be something you ain't ever dropping
 Ya dig?
 I ain't gotta lie to you
 I done seen a lotta you
 Type to conspire to
 Make me hire you
 I ain't gotta lie to you
 I done seen a lotta you
 Type to inspire to
 Make me hire you
 Maybe, we're meant to be
 Baby, I feel the chemistry
 Lately, I would love to see
 If we, could live through tragedy
 I ain't never felt like this
 Hate being by myself like this
 That feeling in my chest I get
 Cause when shit get intense I stress, my check
 Make sure you hear every word I said, I'm vexed
 Don't go flipping up the words I sent through text
 You be acting like a bird but I love it, I guess
 I just wanna reassure you know what I meant
 Shorty love so good I'm finna pay for it
 She don't leave when we're struggling, she stay for it
 Let me hire you, babe I wanna play more
 Just miss me with the bickering, I ain't for it
 Cause I hate it when she scream at a nigga
 But when she gone, I be itching, I be feening a little
 So catch me in between her legs like I'm mean with the dribble
 Cause mami sweeter than those pies with the cream in the middle
 Wassup
 

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Duration
02:45
Key
2
Tempo
130 BPM

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