Peacockin'
Lyrics
Too drunk to like you
To high to care
Why you so spiteful
Why you so scared
I'm not your rival
I'm not your friend
Im not your life boat
Or your oxygen
That's not my business
I been staying on the good foot lately
Introduce you to a few good ladies
Everybody on 10 when we pop out
Better tell yo friend to watch ya mouth
We gonna pull up in the big body
We ain't taking shit from nobody
Ya see I'm dripping with the sauce
I Wish a hater would right now
A player feeling good right now, ya
Im peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't gotta step on my toes, we all gotta get it
You gotta let me fly
Bottoms up, we Peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't never seen so much gold,
the whole team winning
You gotta let me fly
Watch and learn
We peacocking
Blood on the dance floor
Sex in the air
You get what ya ask for
Whether truth or dare
I'm not ya savior
I'm not a saint
I'm not ya neighbor
No not today
I'm just tryna mind my business
I been chilling, I been really on my grown folk
If it ain't about the money gotta postpone
All eyes on us when we pull up
We be looking for them girls who be doing too much
Lil brotha got my good clothes on
And she the reason that we took so long
Ya now rocking with a boss
I wish a hater would right now
A player feeling good right now
Im peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't gotta step on my toes, we all gotta get it
You gotta let me fly
Bottoms up, we Peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't never seen so much gold,
the whole team winning
You gotta let me fly
Watch and learn
We peacocking
Too drunk to like you
To high to care
Why you so spiteful
Why you so scared
I'm not your rival
I'm not your friend
Im not your life boat
Or your oxygen
That's not my business
I been staying on the good foot lately
Introduce you to a few good ladies
Everybody on 10 when we pop out
Better tell yo friend to watch ya mouth
We gonna pull up in the big body
We ain't taking shit from nobody
Ya see I'm dripping with the sauce
I Wish a hater would right now
A player feeling good right now, ya
Im peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't gotta step on my toes, we all gotta get it
You gotta let me fly
Bottoms up, we Peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't never seen so much gold,
the whole team winning
You gotta let me fly
Watch and learn
We peacocking
Blood on the dance floor
Sex in the air
You get what ya ask for
Whether truth or dare
I'm not ya savior
I'm not a saint
I'm not ya neighbor
No not today
I'm just tryna mind my business
I been chilling, I been really on my grown folk
If it ain't about the money gotta postpone
All eyes on us when we pull up
We be looking for them girls who be doing too much
Lil brotha got my good clothes on
And she the reason that we took so long
Ya now rocking with a boss
I wish a hater would right now
A player feeling good right now
Im peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't gotta step on my toes, we all gotta get it
You gotta let me fly
Bottoms up, we Peacocking
You gotta let me fly
You ain't never seen so much gold,
the whole team winning
You gotta let me fly
Watch and learn
We peacocking
Writer(s): Tyler Andrews
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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