What The Lovers Do Lyrics - Devin The Dude

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Shorty was a sweety, believe me she was a darling 

Even come cook up some grub, when I was starving 

Never interrupted the thug, she said pardon 

Only eighteen, and still was fucking with Marvin 

Her mother was a schoolteacher, her father was a sergeant 

Them chickens in the club, my baby be out joggin' 

Would even go as far, as giving the god noggin' 

But when it came to the coochie, she just would not bargain 

Did it all, takin' her shoppin', the ice department 

Even put shorty up in a real nice apartment 

Would come over at night sometime, with some roses and white wine 

Tryin' to create the right time 

For her to give me some behind, let me get it in 

I know if I hit it once, she gon' want me to hit again 

But she sayin' she tryin' to use discipline 

I said look lil' mama, your not listening 

Go head 

If your in love with me 

And I'm in love with you 

Then it's alright for us to do what the lovers do 

Just follow my lead 

I'll show you what to do 

'Cause I know cuttin' is something your accustomed to 

They say I gotta put a ring on her finger 

Before I ding-a-ling her 

I understand but the man ain't tryin' hear 

My brain wanna shake her mother's hand 

My dick wanna hit her father with a car, just for doing his job 

Shit was coming so much of a problem god 

Was stressin' me like them white broads, that seen me in Entourage 

Seen what's in the car garage, shit is a mess 

Brand new CLS, dressed up 

I funkflex 

That's besides the point, nigga I'm stressed 

Either she give me some sex, 

Or this relationship is put to a rest 

Rather leave her than do her dirty son, this birdies the best 

I had to show that respect, 

She didn't deserve less 

Step two, I'm like boo either we do what it do 

Or you can give me the keys to the view cus' we through 

She started cryin' like, how could you do 

As I turned to walk away, I heard a soft voice come out the blue, say 

[Hook: Girl] 

After all the time you needed me 

How could you just turn and leave me here 

Never to look back and see me 

Didn't you swear that you would treat me fair 

Yeah, but I was lyin' yo 

And I ain't no thundercat 

The skirt you got on mami, I want what's up under that 

The shirt you got on boo boo 

I want what's up under that 

I wanna see your booty, get do to do the thunderclap 

[Chorus] 

Boo, boo, (Yeah) 

I know you thinkin' I'm a foul type man 

But I ain't really seeing how I can't 

When I'm just trying to get my nuts out the sand 

Without my hand 

Boo, Boo 

I know you think I'm a rude type dude 

Spend all my money at the Moulon Rouge 

Laying up with some shorty cute like you 

But nah I'm [?] 

Doing this for guess who 

Yes, 

Yes, 

Yes, 

[Talking: Girl] 

I don't know what else to say 

I mean, what you want me to say? 

Say yes bitch 

C'mon 

[Chorus]