Ben Ridley - BUTTER lyrics

VERSE 1: In the rave on a wave you could dip in it Scan the place for a babes, in the premises Had no alcoholic drinks I'm getting explicit Wrap it up and give her dick like its a Christmas gift I really put the work into her do a shift in it She got a little bit of weight I'm easy shifting it I was tryna catch two made one follow Why dyou keep sipping if you can't handle juice oh no Just a normal mandem I ain't got no special tings But I like a chick with tatts and belly rings And if she keep it fresh, maybe invest Spend my whole day with you wearing boxers and a vest I don't treat these girls like property, they're human beings She f** with you, came back said its not the same Get a room before I catch a mate Roll on night out with me brudda I don't play no games CHORUS: I'm super sharp, could do you harm I spray the deuce and the boo's come in two's I'm super sharp, could do you harm I spray the deuce and the boo's come in two's All the baes wanna trap man from the gutter Make her cream and melt just like bu*ter Don't allow my line to rest had to block number On her mind and the grind till I see summer VERSE 2: I live in south I make her whip from east she came to s** me down I said I give her D the next time around But you know the next time never come around Cyber stalk me so I can't tweet nothing now It get scary when the tings try hunt you down Rather be facing the pies but I'm not a clown Gets too mad you have to gradual cut em out Yo, numbers pop up on till Line pop cos I leave the p**y k**ed I used to want a Lauren London think like lauryn hill Nowadays that's just some stupid sh** that I don't feel Honey, asking ain't you got no feeling fi me Money, have to get in like I'm feeling chilly And he, feel like he got to be just like diddy Puffy, I'm like take that, take that give it to me CHORUS: I'm super sharp, could do you harm I spray the deuce and the boo's come in two's I'm super sharp, could do you harm I spray the deuce and the boo's come in two's All the baes wanna trap man from the gutter Make her cream and melt just like bu*ter Don't allow my line to rest had to block number On her mind and the grind till I see summer VERSE 3: Hit today and never hit again unless She sick at Uck and back it like its medicines Had her kneeling for me I got many sins Stroke it well she act as if she don't have any sense Dip it in and out her till it splitter splatter Had her feeling broody for the pitter patter Dimples over booty imma be the dadda Believe must be kwesi like a man from Ghana