Rather Be With You Lyrics - Curren$y

I'd Rather Be with You Babe (yes I do) 

I'd rather beeeeee with youuuuuuuuuuuu 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

Rather beee with youuuuuu 

Yeah 

Hey 

Ay though I love you hate that bitch that's always with you 

aShame I gotta put up with her shit just to get you 

She thru another fit you had to split because she was wit you 

And now I'm at the crib all alone damn I miss you 

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through 

And then I got you loose it's like a glove how I fit you 

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official 

My niggas'll probably clown me if I told 'em that I kissed you 

But you clean as a whistle Wet as a tissue in the toilet 

Love to hit that spot get you hot like I boil it 

Even let ol' girl watch she enjoy it 

Even though she make it hard for me to see you 

Knowing that I need you 

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch 

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did 

For me looks good She said oh you so sweet 

Now get me while you can you bout to have to wait a whole week 

Ah hell not the beast really I don't give a fuck 

Well since you already bleedin' that mean I don't get to cut 

Ay Look I'm already fienin' so just let me slide thru 

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you 

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips 

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit 

Then I'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick 

The only reason that I put up with this moody ass bitch 

Is... you. 

Rather be, (Hey baby its... you) rather 

Rather be, (Now baby its... you) rather 

Rather be, (Hey baby its... you) rather 

(And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu 

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Yeah 

She said I love you she talks tellin' me to kiss her up 

But when her friend visits I doesn't get it much 

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason 

Now my shit is like a crip sneaker 

Listen love of my life I'm tryin' to get some, uh-tention 

You don't gotta listen just give a fuck 

Your mouth I don't need your legs you can keep 

Just tryin' to get up in your jeans re-sew your seams 

And your pussy was the cameo but stole the scene 

So I got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese 

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress 

Goodbye to my girl when I'm in it 

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine 

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines 

See it's a part of you I gotta be a part of 

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and 

Baby look at what you started, why am I working for it 

Why are we still conversing when I'm sure you've heard the 

I'm sure you get the point and I prefer you throw it urgent 

Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges 

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips 

Trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit 

Then I'm bustin' like an uzi when I'm thru with that shit 

The only reason why I put up with this stupid ass bitch 

Is because of you. 

Photos 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

(And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu 

Uh, and how I wish I would've met you first 

Never had a chance to try 

Cause your overprotected friend saw the lust in my eyes 

So you she would hide 

Because she thought of me as a typical guy 

Which you know I'm differ-right 

You listenin' to her 

Leaving you with empty nights 

Recognize shawty, be real with ya'self 

Mama feelin' herself literally 

And I wondering if I mention this to get rid of me 

Cause every time you come by to kick it 

And I open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you 

Influencing your decisions I can't even get a minute 

Without her making attempts to go and hog up all of my attention 

She talk and I don't listen 

I'm just picturin' me stickin' and movin' you moanin' 

Music on the counter in the kitchen 

This better be that niggas bitch reachin' for my zipper 

Cause they figure there is no way that my dick is big I beg to differ 

If they let the research droop I so get it 

She know you'll never be the same if I hit it 

You know you longing for the stroke so you drippin' 

She smoking and that will be the scapegoat for sippin' 

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips 

Trying to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit 

Then I'm bustin' like an uzi when I'm thru with that shit 

The only reason that I put up with this bougie ass bitch 

Is... you 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

Rather be, rather 

(And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu