Songtext Æon l u s t Bryson Tiller

Æon l u s t

Sexy lil' diva, many can't reach her
Diva like Bey, no opera singer
She just livin' in my mind, rent free
Weed and greed is all I need
Seen her, lookin' like magazines
Picture me with the fifty-five millimeter
Girl, you intrigue me
Yeah, uh

No fair, this is not common
I can find girls like them, no problem, baby
But you not them, baby, no
No air, there is no oxygen
When I see you, many men feel like me (Like me, like me)
Like, like, like me
Yeah

I know, she got niggas on a l?ash
I know, she rock Vicky's underneath
I know, sh? not slick and she a freak, well, mm
Gotta be committed for at least, well, mm
Who knows? Part of the mystique, well, mm
I been eyein' close for the details, mm
Like kaleidoscope, I just see twelve, uh
Reasons why I'm cuffin’, where does she dwell? Uh
Need to come and touch it, like I read Braille
Uh, I'm off track like I derailed
These broads wack, she no ordinary female
Like, she went paperless, she don't need mail
She got paper, they inquire through the e-mails
Bitches hatin', ho, be quiet up in retail
I been lustin' for an eon, I mean well, but

No fair, this is not common (Not common)
I can find girls like them, no problem, baby (No problem, baby, yeah)
But you not them, baby, no (Not them, no)
No air, there is no oxygen
When I see you, many men feel like me (Like me, like me)
Like me, like me
Yeah (Yeah)

Hands like this (Like this), put up your hands like this (Like this)
If you need romance like this (Like this)
Fuck is he saying like this? (Like this)
But, did he say it like this? (Like this)
Oh no, he ain't say it like this (Like this)
I had to say it like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stop playing like, like
Like, like
Like, like