Crush lyrics

by

Yung Bleu



[Intro: Yung Bleu]
I, you, I love you
Like how you do that, yeah
Right there, yeah, yeah, right there
You know
(Mano)
Like how you do that, yeah, yeah
Right there, yeah, yeah, right there
(Hitmaka)

[Chorus: Yung Bleu, Ty Dolla $ign, Ty Dolla $ign & Chris Brown]
I just got your location, I'm in a rush (Rush)
Nobody better know we f*ckin', you better hush
In this foreign like it's nine months pregnant, you gotta push (Oh)
I ain't gon' lie, I got a crush
To the window, to the wall again (To the wall)
Once I f*ck, never call again (Never call)
To the window, to the wall again
Don't bring one b*tch, bring all your friends, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
pus*y thirst trap tryna tap-tap
b*tches talk down whеn you wap-wap
Rich sex, hit you with my ice on
Tryna see that pus*y with the lights on
Girl, your body my mеdication ('Cation)
Swimmin' in deep like I'm tryna make one (Make one)
Takin' you places, you n*ggas can't come (Can't come)
Holdin' you down like you my day one
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm like 3-6-9, damn, you fine
Can you f*ck it up for me one more time?
'Til the sweat drip down my balls
'Til all these b*tches crawl

[Chorus: Yung Bleu, Ty Dolla $ign, Ty Dolla $ign & Chris Brown]
I just got your location, I'm in a rush (Rush)
Nobody better know we f*ckin', you better hush
In this foreign like it's nine months pregnant, you gotta push (Oh)
I ain't gon' lie, I got a crush
To the window, to the wall again (Yeah, to the wall)
Once I f*ck, never call again (Yeah, never call)
To the window, to the wall again
Don't bring one b*tch, bring all your friends, yeah

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
She got a man for the moment, now she comin' with me (Me)
I know you came with a scrub, but you left with a P
You turn the tables, all in your lungs, I'm in it hittin' different angles
What you do on it? Girl, you got me so anxious
I know you lookin' for the type (Type)
I'm here to change your life
Once I'm in it, I put you on (On)
Stand on business, that's what you want (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
3-6-9, damn, she fine
Run it back one time (One time)
'Til the sweat drip down my balls (My balls)
And all these b*tches crawl

[Chorus: Yung Bleu, Yung Bleu & Chris Brown, Ty Dolla $ign & Chris Brown]
I just got your location, I'm in a rush (Rush)
Nobody better know we f*ckin', you better hush
In this foreign like it's nine months pregnant, you gotta push (Oh)
I ain't gon' lie, I got a crush (Crush)
To the window, to the wall again (Yeah, to the wall)
Once I f*ck, never call again (Yeah, never call)
To the window, to the wall again
Don't bring one b*tch, bring all your friends, yeah

[Outro]
I, you, I love you
Do-do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do, yeah
I, you, I love you
[?]
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