Done Wright - Thrill Lyrics

Champagne wishes
These Mrs. (Misses) come a dime a dozen
Pop bottles with the hottest models
Double D couplets
So fly the buildings below look like ants to me
I'm living every hood brothers' dream
No fantasy
Peach Ciroc sitting on the nightstand
Yeah she is nice
Body of a goddess, beautiful Mrs. Wright
Shoe game proper
Role play, playing doctor
Back shotta
She said you better always keep me rocked up
Girl I promise
I'll buy you Gucci plus diamonds
Hot sex feeling like Texas
Raise the rooms climate
Steam and sweaty, round three are you ready
If looks could kill
Your sex appeal would be deadly
Now look what we got
That Mary Real Love we found
If my cash low will you be there to hold me down
As we uh!, Tims on black n' brown
If she didn't know before' I get it in
She knowing now owww

We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it
We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it
Is it real now
Two people become one
I can feel it
Two people
Two people become one

She called her friend Charisse from Marcy
Body soft like a car seat, small feet
Tell her we're throwing a party baby
Where stars be
My love for you is deeper than the ocean and all seas
Everything with the word money involves me
We both got something in common huh
Love that green
Your sex drive is high
Like they Veyron Bugatti's
We shoot for the stars queen
Forget shooting the breeze
She's a keeper and I will never leave her
Special girl priceless like the Mona Lisa
Her body stacked like pancakes, no syrup
Watching her curves in the mirror a diamond diva
You coming home from your day job
Cooking me nice steak
Champagne for the pain and pleasure
She can't wait
Feeling like a birthday boy
Wow so much cake
And we can do this another weekend just pick a date

We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it
We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it
Is it real now
Two people become one
I can feel it
Two people
Two people become one