Morning Traffic lyrics

[Chorus]
Keep my number in your phone
I can promise that you think I'm the reason
I be giving you the taste (Aye)
Shorty you know I'm not one that get to feelings
You say you can't stand your mans
f*ck that n*gga said you finna' go and leave him
Every time you hear my number (Uh)
I don't even know why you be tryna fix sh*t

[Verse]
Fix it, fix it up like
Fix it up like shorty 'bout to build a wife
Yeah yeah yeah
You be tryna fix it up
f*ck wit' a n*gga if you comin' with the salt
Real sh*t baby I know you, Wednesday night I rolled through
c*mming c*mming have me hard, beat it up like Goku
Girl I'm like a Snapchat, 'cuz I might just ghost you
But we chillin' watching Netflix had to cop the Roku
I'm a magician baby I make my tongue control you
pus*y bring back to life, I just call that pus*y soul food
Said you over the stupid sh*t, 'cuz that sh*t the old you
I'm just hoping the new you would let a n*gga hold you
Shorty throwin' it back just like it was f*ckin' '02
Need a super freaky freak that's tryna suck my toes to
Only time I say this sh*t is when I'm off the cold brew
She say she don't wanna know about the hoes, oh, oops
[Chorus]
Keep my number in your phone
I can promise that you think I'm the reason
I be giving you the taste
Shorty you know I'm not one that get to feelings
You say you can't stand your mans
f*ck that n*gga said you finna go and leave him
Every time you hit my number
I don't even know why you be tryna fix sh*t

[Outro]
Tell me when you're tryna c*m, come call me over
Everybody getting some good just like Oprah
Workin' on them thicky thighs yeah you know I see it
I be going double in that pus*y like a helix
Tell me when you're tryna c*m, come call me over
Everybody getting some good just like Oprah
Workin' on them thicky thighs yeah you know I see it
I be going double in that pus*y like a helix

Fix it up like
Fix it, fix it up like