Kundalini (correction) lyrics

by

B.o.B


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 me phone
Don't stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna....l loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl
(You're tryna get down)

Look, you gotta be, honest, honest
I can feel your manners, you're in bondage
You gotta block and go stop that sh*t 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 delusion
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 your friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don't watch me phone
Don't stop to play, should have stayed at home
I wanna....l loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl
(You're tryna get down)

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