God Boy (feat. Smino)

Lucky Daye

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    We don't know what we doin'
    Oh, we jump to these conclusions
    The thought that we could lose it all
    We search for sweet confusion
    Like, baby, you should call
    All of these charades
    All up in your head

    A good heart, bad timing
    Bright lights, too blinding
    Too lost, no finding
    And we fall like dominoes
    No trick, more treat
    Sweet butter like shea
    Free me, nirvana

    God body thang when we touchin'
    (You know what love is about)
    Vibrant thing when we crushin'
    (Uh, yeah, and that's why you got the key to my house)
    Baby, when we freak
    (Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)
    When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?
    (Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)
    God body thang, babe

    Just tell me I'm invited
    Oh, so bad at keeping quiet
    You feel it through the silence, oh
    No reason we should fight it
    Like all of this you want
    Nothing in the way
    More than just a phase

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    A good heart, bad timing
    Bright lights, too blinding
    Too lost, no finding
    And we fall like dominoes
    No trick, more treat
    Sweet butter like shea
    Free me, nirvana

    God body thang when we touchin'
    (You know what love is about)
    Vibrant thing when we crushin'
    (Uh, yeah, and that's why you got the key to my house)
    Baby, when we freak
    (Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)
    When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?
    (Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)
    God body thang, babe

    God body thang when we touchin'
    (You know what love is about)
    Vibrant thing when we crushin'
    (Yeah, uh, and that's why you got the key to my house)
    Baby, when we freak
    (Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)
    When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?
    (Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)
    God body thang, babe

    God body-ody, oh my God
    I gamble with my heart, she want that slide
    Might be her lucky day, took seven shots
    Let's go to the Bellagio and collide
    She cut on that Kehlani and start to climb on me
    And we in here climaxin' and matchin' the moment
    Roll up on you in the morning like I do my weed, baby
    I know what I want and you more like a need, baby

    (Yeah, this shit for you, yeah)
    (Yeah, this shit for you, yeah)

    Song details

    Composition: Smino, Lucky Daye, and D’Mile

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