Lyrics Kevin Gates

Kevin Gates

Hold It Down

That nigga that is stupid as a motherfucker

If I'm a dog on a leash this the right song

Love is free we can get it with the lights on

Love the way you get on top of me as you can see I mean know you down

Love the way you hold me when you hold it down

I told her not to mess around with gangsters

Out of her league I think she's falling for a game, woah, oh oh oh

Love the way you hold me when you hold it down

Every morning I feel her tweet, kush and coffee

Really into the way that I kiss her pussy softly

Body language expressive, I got her pussy farting (Pfft)

My bad, probably shouldn't say that

Probably should have each one of my fingers where your waist at

Inches killing her slowly while we do it in slow motion

Love when I pull her hair while doing donuts on the sofa

Marijuana's my cologne if you pick up on my aroma

Habits that gravitated, we sexually stimulated

How the fuck was we just laughing at McLovin' making out in public

Now we out in public holding hands

Saying if you need somebody who can please your body, I don't see nobody but me

And both our hearts are pounding legs wrapped around me

Want you naked in my bedroom scene, just want you naked in my bedroom

I love the way your body smell like the scent of a nectarine

Cancelled everything, on the agenda

Who'd ever think, I'd be checking for someone or even being so intrigued

By something that don't even meet the criteria of the women that I used to love

So confused though encounter difficulty

Hoping you can help me through with those, things

Life switching it's night or morning with curtains open

Get through the boxes notice

The front of my shirt was soaking

Love to go in slow motion

I'm busting that pussy open

We sweating fucking the sheets

You scratching me when I'm deep

That ass clapping for me while

I stick my tongue in-between

Your nipples look like erasers

Look how you lookin' at me, grab your neck

Ready, set, grip your toes and kiss on your feet

Make your inner thighs, 69

You could be underneath

I'ma dog make you like those I love it when we naked my faces we should leave lights on