Don Trip - Get Away Lyrics




I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away
I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away

(Yeah, how bout you put your number in the phone? Spell that for me. How you supp-- pronounce that for me? Say what? Sedori?)

Well Sedori, I'll be swingin through there shortly to escort thee to my courtly, oh I shorly kick more game than 40-40
Please don't bore me with the stories about that guy that came before me, he feel poorly
Shoulda put a ring on that right, but orry
So not sorry
Let's go soaring
Climb aboard me
Beat that pussy, leave you snoring
Love is war and after me you gon need morphine
Give me brain till I feel dorky
I'm so country, hunky dory
I got game
Lucky you, now you got floor seats

Watch me ball, baby
Dig all in it, you'll be begging to wash my draws later
If I kiss it, now you gone crazy, we all crazy
You just hit my number like it's automated
And I got your nose wide open, just like pollination
And all I need is confirmation
And I'll be sending confirmation
Numbers
I'll be everything you need
I'm your mechanic and your plumber
Mr. Fix It Mrs. don't leave nothing on except for lipstick
Make me love it, make me miss it
I rub that ass and she grant three wishes and I'm like

I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away
I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away

Fuck yo nigga, how bout we don't mention him or my old lady
Pressed for time?
Well I got room in my Mercedes let's go shake it, rattle role
Give it your all, girl, don't be lazy, can you take it?
I'm so manish
I know it's a quickie, but I still want you fully naked
We keep on, you gon be late picking up your daughter
An now we so caught in the moment and homeboy just won't stop callin
You keep moanin
People walkin' out the market find it shockin' there's a car out here just rockin'
Windows foggy, but they still watchin
Then you hop out with yo hair all sweaty out tryna fix yo panties
I'm just starin at that ass ready to hit it again
We gon start a family, I'm just ramblin'
Am I kidding?
Let's find out
Body so bad put that ass in time out
Fuck yo man
Let's hide out
How bout now?
Or how bout now?
I'm just tryna make this moment last forever
Ain't I strong
Got me sneakin' in my low low
Icognito, James Bond
Fuckin with the curtains open
Show that ass, moon, and sun
And you wake up 5 hours late like oh my god what have I done, don't look at me

I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away
I'm askin'
Can we get away
I'm askin'
Can you get away





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