Kundalini Songtext
von B.o.B
Kundalini Songtext
Don′t, don't block the phone, don′t, don't block the phone
And if you don't bring friend and your friend down
Then don′t block the phone, don′t
She ain't going if her friend ain′t going
But her friend been rolling all night
Mandatory shots, mandatory, mandatory, mandatory
And if you come drop alone
Don't drop your phone
And if you don′t bring your friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don′t watch my phone
Don't stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna... lllllllllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl
You been choppin it, choppin it down
Look, you gotta be, honest, honest
I can feel your manners, you're in bondage
You got a blockage or a stoppage
Shit is... nonsense
I′ve seen God, and she black
I′ve seen heaven, issa cat
The tree of life from the back
Don't let me lose you, I′m not tryna confuse you
I don't buy into the hype, I don′t get lost in illusion
I see coincidence, ain't no such a thing
What everyone go to the club to see
And if you come drop alone
Don′t drop your phone
And if you don't bring a friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don′t watch my phone
Don′t stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna... llllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl, you been choppin it, choppin it down
(You're tryna get down)
And if you don't bring friend and your friend down
Then don′t block the phone, don′t
She ain't going if her friend ain′t going
But her friend been rolling all night
Mandatory shots, mandatory, mandatory, mandatory
And if you come drop alone
Don't drop your phone
And if you don′t bring your friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don′t watch my phone
Don't stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna... lllllllllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl
You been choppin it, choppin it down
Look, you gotta be, honest, honest
I can feel your manners, you're in bondage
You got a blockage or a stoppage
Shit is... nonsense
I′ve seen God, and she black
I′ve seen heaven, issa cat
The tree of life from the back
Don't let me lose you, I′m not tryna confuse you
I don't buy into the hype, I don′t get lost in illusion
I see coincidence, ain't no such a thing
What everyone go to the club to see
And if you come drop alone
Don′t drop your phone
And if you don't bring a friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don′t watch my phone
Don′t stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna... llllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl, you been choppin it, choppin it down
(You're tryna get down)
Writer(s): Bobby Ray Simmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com