Lyrics

Softie, softie, softie
When I met you I was in a rut
Mentally you weren't though
Chasing me 'cause I knew where to run (From my needs)
Softie (Softie), I know you wanna write off me (Softie)
Too soft for myself (Softie)
Myself
Rubbin' on your soft skin, dancing round like top dance
Shawty, you're my top pick, you was at the top ten (Ten)
Blocked all them aggressive chicks, you ain't like them (You ain't nothing like them)
Right?
Girl, you better than, me and Francis peddlin'
On our way to your house, do you got a best friend?
I know you got silk sheets, body feel like Tempur-Pedic
Didn't need a pillow 'cause you're the only one I needed (You're the only one)
Mind on cloud nine but you're the cloud, so cloud ten
Uno with your friends, but we can play a game without them
We can call it viente 'cause me and you equal twenty
Yeah, I mean...
I know you don't like incense
So I bought you a candle so smell incense and
Since we're on the topic of incense and scents it makes sense
We make sense together, if it don't make dollars, soft
Softie, I know you wanna write off me
Too soft for myself
Myself (Soft)
Hey, say that again, me and Francis peddlin'
Body so soft and you got me hard like sediment, hey!
Say that again, cotton candy eyes (Eyes), rose petals cheeks
Pass out when we face, I wake up in my dreams
Love is what we make (Make), body is so unique ('Nique)
We was playing games (Hey), tic-tac-toe
No other X's and O's, turning in a three in a row
All over your face, all over my clothes, woah
Softie, softie, softie
Written by: De'tahjae Delique Markeith Bess, Garrett Sparrow
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