Malcolm Smalls AKA Chop - 20. O (Loyalty Over Everything) Video

19 y/o producer/artist malcolm smalls,
O off of loyalty over everything,
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Lyrics:

Holla at shawty, tell me what it do,
Didn't drive to the party, baby I flew,
You know I gotta pop up with everything new,
I gotta be the first up in anything new,
The glamour and the glitz, keep her mind frozen,
She let her guard down, keep everything flowin,
Then ima be in there, all up in her veneers,
Moan when I grip hair, Wetter than swimwear,
Yea, work it out, to my own songs,
She wanna dance for the kid with her clothes off,
Told me what she like gave a whole tour,
Pound til I hear a crack in the whole floor,

Friends left now she finally lonely,
Hand on her hip and im followin closely,
When she drop, she can put me in retirement homie,
Took her to the crib now she lyin upon me, like

[Chorus]

She got her eyes on me, I think she's ready to go,
Her hips and thighs on me, grinds on me out of control,
Shes tryna to take it there, and shawty wants me to know,
So ima ride on her, until i hear her sayin, O O

That's the only reason im here,
Watch that ass drop, we touch like cheers,
She sat me down and i aint goin nowhere,
It's like im drunk off Henny and can't steer,
High off her body, she act so modest,
Shawtys-a-virgin, so low-mileage,
Pulled up in somethin rented right beside her,
Now she in the cockpit like a pilot,
Ima give it to her though, give her two of them,
Take her to my room, where only a few have been,
Most times throw it down at they own place,
She got me thrown in the middle like its home plate,

Friends left now she finally lonely,
Hand on her hip and im followin closely,
When she drop, she can put me in retirement homie,
Took her to the crib now she lyin upon me, like

We move a little bit close on the dance-floor,
Arms behind her back Tryna get a handful
Ain't a move you can I do I can't handle
Must admit, She on fire like a Candle,
Gave her ample time, to let her freak out,
And im tryna see it when I sneak her in my beach house,
Last ones here, first ones gone,
Head out the door in the middle of the song

Yea we crush-on, wanna crush more,
Got her Favorite skirt on, so I lust for,
Seein them D's like a test score,
And seein her rip seams out the decor,

Friends left now she finally lonely,
Hand on her hip and im followin closely,
When she drop, she can put me in retirement homie,
Took her to the crib now she lyin upon me, like