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Central Cee - Little Bit Of This

obsessed with you - central cee

central cee - obsessed with you

Central Cee - Obsessed With You

central cee - obsessed with you ( slowed + reverb )

LYRICS:

[Pre-Chorus: PinkPantheress & Tag]
Your hair's under my pillow so I sleep (So I sleep)
And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (Nastylgia, At my feet)
I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe
When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me)

[Chorus: Central Cee & PinkPantheress]
I hope a trap boy's your type (Why?)
'Cause I don't have a 9-to-5 (Alright)
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (Literally)
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line
I'll switch it (Calm)
You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys
You're trippin' (When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me?)

[Bridge: PinkPantheress & Central Cee]
I followed you, I followed you today, I was in my car (Alright)
I wanted to come see you from afar (At my feet)
If you turned around and saw me I would die
When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me?

[Verse: Central Cee]
Bad one and she photogenic (Alright)
Instagram got a lot of impressions (Uh-huh)
She think I'm a G and I don't need love
But I need some thug affection (Literally)
If I fell off tomorrow, would you still love me?
Man I got 21 questions (Line's busy)
In the trap with the cats, domestics
She doin' lashes, somethin' cosmetic
They shot their shot, she read it
They slid in DM with somethin' generic (Huh)
She don't even like goin' out, got a new outfit, but nowhere to wear it (Alright)
She think that I'm being disloyal, and I'm in the streets with couple of killys
You ain't gotta- you ain't gotta worry 'bout none of these hoes
I'm grown, I'm done with these bitches (Done with these bitches, done with these bitches)

[Pre-Chorus: PinkPantheress]
Your hair's under my pillow so I sleep (So I sleep)
And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (At my feet)
I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe
When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me)

[Chorus: Central Cee & PinkPatheress]
I hope a trap boy's your type (Why?)
'Cause I don't have a 9-to-5 (Alright)
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (Literally)
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line
I'll switch it (Calm)
You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys
You're trippin'

[Outro: Central Cee & PinkPantheress]
Wipe them just for me? Me, me, me, me
I hope a trap boy's your type
Do you wipe them just for me? Me, me, me, me
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different
I'm pleading on my knees (Knees, knees, knees, knees)
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line
I'll switch it (Calm)
It's your touch that I need (Need, need, need, need)
When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for—

central cee - obsessed with you ( slowed + reverb )

Obsessed With You - Central Cee

Gravitational Forces (slowed + reverb) Tik Tok Song

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐱) // 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 + 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛

Lyrics -

[Verse 1: Lil Mabu:] 
I could never snitch
That’s on my kids
I put a choppa on a blade
Put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinning
Like my last name Smith
I-I-I-I don’t miss
I’m making money while I piss
Like

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]

Double M bitch we the fever (Fever)
Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter
Bag on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
Glock-19 and I'm naming it Tina (Tina)
One-sixty on the dash, ain’t checking the meter (The meter)
You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Ergh)

[Verse 3: Lil Mabu]
I got a plug from the P, free Snow, damn, thе cops got him
Cock one, make the block run, opps duck
Got the drop on somе funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Cop what?)
I'm finna cop that icey piece from Lyana (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Dusty Locane]
I got to keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
Y'all niggas dick ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again
Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)

[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 5: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they running late
All my opps probably smoking rocks so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block
Ain’t got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the boss
And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great"
Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case"
I took a chain, and a pendant too, depending on my mood
I need to run, but the front is shut, I only got one tool (Get out my way)
Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move?)
I said, "I'm doomed"
'Cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
Said, "You a fool.”
(If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
Now I'm pacing, and my heart is racing, don't know what to do
I'm acting cool, drippy like a pool, waiting for the goons
Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racing with the loot 

[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
(Don't run, don't trip, gah)
(Don't run, don't trip, gah, gah)
Gang, gang, gang
(Grr, we started, grrah)
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 6: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama?
I'm letting off every son up in this clip, I put that shit on my momma
The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dying proper
We might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Ayo Double M’s what’s the word
First nigga run up, get hit with that— 

(Mabu)
And you know I ain’t missing that 
Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask 

Pussy niggas be all for the chitta chat
I'ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (Yo pass that)

Cane say no to the poll, so now I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat (Hahahaha)

I got a custom boot with your face on it—
Now he off the map (Ergh)

NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane)

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On BS

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