Jacquees – B.E.D.


Twenty one with no kids
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Know she think I’m Michael Jackson
I gotta keep it real
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Baby girl, she the action
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Need it all, fuck a fraction
I know you wanna be
Twenty one with no kids
Ex hoes, yeah, they sick
I know you wanna be
I’ma rain on a bitch
I know you wanna see
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
She on ready-set-go, she will never let go
Always worried ’bout them other hoes
And girl you know the deal
I know you wanna see
And girl you know the deal
And you’ll be on me when the money flows
I know you wanna love
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
I gotta keep it real
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
But I just wanna fuck
I know you wanna see
I’ma rain on a bitch
And they be looking out for Quees
I know you wanna be
When we do it, do it our way
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
But I just wanna fuck
I’ma rain on a bitch
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
‘Bout to rain on a bitch (what)
I’ma rain on a bitch
I know you wanna be
She in love with the fashion
I know you wanna see
Billie Jean, moon walk
I know you wanna love
Ay, what it is what you wanna know?
But I just wanna fuck
Bitch, I spend it on you ‘cause you know I have it
But she in love with the flashin’
Let me rain on a bitch
I don’t give no damn ’bout what ya mom say
I know you wanna love
I need the front and the back end
I know you wanna see
And they be looking out for Quees
I know you wanna see
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
Bitch bad, no Kanye
With my woes in the six
But I just wanna fuck
I know you wanna be
Don’t know why you actin
I know you wanna be
I done ripped about a hundred shows
But I just wanna fuck
But I just wanna fuck
I gotta keep it real
2015 Wanya
I know you wanna love
Bitch, this ain’t ya money
I’ma rain on a bitch
I’ma rain on a bitch
Twenty one with no kids
I know you wanna love
And girl you know the deal
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
And girl you know the deal
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
I know you wanna love
You’ll be coming back to me
Ay, you’ll be coming back to me
I gotta keep it real
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
Twenty one with no kids