U My Everything Lyrics by Sexyy Red
(Uh-huh, yeah)
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ahem
I say, “Ooh, baby” (Yep; yeah; I love you, bae)
Bae, I love you, you’re my everything (This for you; I wrote this for you, baby)
Bae-bae, I love you, you’re my everything
I’m yo’ main bitch, fuck a wedding ring
We both in fast cars, and we switchin’ lanes (Vyoom)
When I’m away from you, you always on my brain
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s [?])
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I swear)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I don’t care)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s Sexyy; that’s right)
Pe-people tag me, let them pistols blam (Baow)
If you fuck with me, go tattoo my name
I like to spoil him, and he do the same
I think we soulmates, you my twin flame
Tell-tell them hoes that she dead, I’on play ’bout you (No)
He got my head fucked up, and he hella cute
It-it-it turn me on when he pull up on me in that coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
They be askin’, “What is we?” I’m like, “My whoopty-woo” (I’m [blood/blushed?])
He be tellin’ me he love me, and I love him too (That’s right)
I only knew him for a week, but I swear that’s my boo (I swear)
I might let the nigga trap me, bitch my summer goon (I don’t care)
But I’on even give a fuck, do anything for you (I’m his bae)
Bae, I love you, you’re my everything
I’m yo’ main bitch, fuck a wedding ring (Nah)
We both in fast cars, and we switchin’ lanes (Vyoom)
When I’m away from you, you always on my brain
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s [?])
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I swear)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I don’t care)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s Sexyy; that’s right)
Yeah
Gimme the pussy, I’m bullyin’ shit
Hit from the back, and I’m pullin’ your shit
Highest, I’m smokin’ the city, I wanted to see it but, baby, I couldn’t just dip
You know the timin’ we on when my niggas start lurkin’ and tyin’ they hoodies and shit
Soon as that shit get resolved I’ll turn to a librarian for you, I’m bookin’ that shit
Let’s do it, Red, girl, I love you, let’s do it
Showed enough love to the city, I promise, so let’s get the fuck out St. Louis
Maybe we go to St Lucian, I been there so I’ll introduce ya
Or maybe you go to St Martin with me if these niggas take breaks and quit startin’ with me
Maybe we go to St Kitts
If you and your BD are calling it splits, then maybe we call it a accident
You slip, you trip, you fall on my dick
Why you love me? Still a mystery (Oh)
Me and the surgeon got history
I changed a lot of girls lives for real, they need a new body, they hittin’ me, ayy
BBL Drizzy, they want a new body, they ask me for it
The last one Jung, he did it for free ’cause I sent over so many passports for him, for real
Don’t even worry ’bout all of that shit
Just keep it natural for ’em, I swear
I got a passion for ya, I swear
I got attraction for ya, I swear
Yeah
You think I’m a bastard, girl, but I swear
You ain’t get your masters, but I’m still breakin’ your back in the master bedroom, I swear
You send a pic in them shorts
And I had to send ya a caption like I was there
You the hood bitch of my dreams, Sexyy, girl, you just ask for me, and I’m there
Bae-bae, I love you, you’re my everything
I’m yo’ main bitch, fuck a wedding ring
We both in fast cars, and we switchin’ lanes (Vyoom)
When I’m away from you, you always on my brain
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s [?])
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I swear)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (I don’t care)
Nigga, we go together, tell them hoes we go together (It’s Sexyy; yeah; that’s right)
American rapper