Draft - Seductive Sounds lyrics

(Chorus) - Gatsby Seductive sounds of the women that I'm sleeping with And huge shout out to the women that be keepin' sh** From they husbands, swear they'd never make a peep n' sh** While you're at it, you don't judge me on this evil sh** I make demands, I don't ask, there's no need for this That's why investors try to put me on they demon ish Got me addicted to your love, now I'm fhenein' b**h Placed me right up in the fam, now my seamen rich (Verse 1) - Michael Rothschild Would you think that I'm the man, and would you still f** me? And baby if I left my soul, would you still hug me? What If I didn't give you shine, would you still bug me? Please tell me.. That you want me more than the lord love me It can't be, yes it can G, you da man, see I never had a motherf**er stand beside me My mom gone, my dad dying, no one left for me Left me in the dark, since I was ten I asked for 3 Years on top of that so maybe I could spend some time With the father that I never had, so feel me in these Lines Reminiscing on the times... Yeah, comittin' crimes… But I.. Just wasn't a felon in my mind Ayy (Chorus) - Gatsby Seductive sounds of the women that I'm sleeping with And huge shout out to the women that be keepin' sh** From they husbands, swear they'd never make a peep n' sh** While you're at it, you don't judge me on this evil sh** I make demands, I don't ask, there's no need for this That's why investors try to put me on they demon ish Got me addicted to your love, now I'm fhenein' b**h Placed me right up in the fam, now my seamen rich Verse 2 - Michael Rothschild And for the heartbroken kids of the future Even if you getting f**ed, the world's cold like Kama Sutra Even when the times are tough, and there's no woman round to suit cha Especially when there's no boss around to walk up in and shoot ya I'm feelin hopeless, go and fetch em half an oxy b**h You broke as f**, caught you sellin' all that foxy sh** This song is all about a friend, on some poppy script All that blood filling your mouth, my Glock left you with I'm running the train, she touching my co*k I'm screaming in vain, she running the stock I'm up in New York, she up on the Block I'm back in the ocean, she on the dock I'm Sorry Everybody Maybe Next Time