Voodoo Songtext
von Lil Tracy
Voodoo Songtext
I′ma take these niggas to Saturn
I know what she wants
She want diamonds
She want diamonds
She's just like no one
She be stylin′
Without a stylist
I don't owe no one
Baby these my racks
Baby these my racks
I Feel like T-Pain, I'm so sprung
Baby I can′t hide my love
She got control over me like voodoo
This not what I′m used to
She got me doing things I never do
Girl you my Saturn, put a ring on you
This Mercedes do not have a roof
Don't try to play me cause I know the rules
If you was in the crowd I would notice you
Please just hold me down like you supposed to do
And I′d do the same
I got you on my brain
I don't care about the fame
Because you is my bae
She get wetter than rain
Hundred racks in the safe
It′s gourmet on the plate
I know you want a taste
She is not a side ho, she's my ho
Hit it with the lights on, the lights on
Don′t care if you're right or wrong, I'll ride for you
I know what she wants
She want diamonds
She want diamonds
She′s just like no one
She be stylin′
Without a stylist
I don't owe no one
Baby these my racks
Baby these my racks
I Feel like T-Pain, I′m so sprung
Baby I can't hide my love
I know what she wants
She want diamonds
She want diamonds
She's just like no one
She be stylin′
Without a stylist
I don't owe no one
Baby these my racks
Baby these my racks
I Feel like T-Pain, I'm so sprung
Baby I can′t hide my love
She got control over me like voodoo
This not what I′m used to
She got me doing things I never do
Girl you my Saturn, put a ring on you
This Mercedes do not have a roof
Don't try to play me cause I know the rules
If you was in the crowd I would notice you
Please just hold me down like you supposed to do
And I′d do the same
I got you on my brain
I don't care about the fame
Because you is my bae
She get wetter than rain
Hundred racks in the safe
It′s gourmet on the plate
I know you want a taste
She is not a side ho, she's my ho
Hit it with the lights on, the lights on
Don′t care if you're right or wrong, I'll ride for you
I know what she wants
She want diamonds
She want diamonds
She′s just like no one
She be stylin′
Without a stylist
I don't owe no one
Baby these my racks
Baby these my racks
I Feel like T-Pain, I′m so sprung
Baby I can't hide my love
Writer(s): Jazz Butler, Mark Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com