"Self Esteem (EST Gee Remix)" lyrics

"Self Esteem (EST Gee Remix)"
(feat. EST Gee)

Esteban, the main man
(Khromo)

Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You heal my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you heal my self-esteem

Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air

Call me on a late night, get right
He ain't really acting right
Put you on that new, new shit
He ain't on shit, call me when he quit your life
'Cause he ain't really even got a job, no
He tryna hit a lick, but he don't really rob
He tryna sell a brick, tryna sell a brick
Your ex got locked up, upstate
For spendin' counterfeits, spendin' counterfeits
He don't really got it, no
He don't really live it
He ain't 'bout this shit that we really dealin'
Heart so cold
Doubled back once, took her soul, ah

Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You heal my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you heal my self-esteem (Help my self-esteem)

Move that ass in the air (Yeah)
Move that ass in the air (In the air, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Shawty got her ass in the air)
Move that ass in the air (Help my self-esteem)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, help my self-esteem, baby)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, just help my-)

Yeah, yeah, give me a feelin' that I never felt (I never felt, yeah)
Prove somethin' heaven sent can come to the Devil himself (To the Devil)
She gettin' stiff, like tryna walk with a stick in my belt (Like with a stick)
I love harder, not at all, I was beggin' for help (But I don't love her)
So nonchalant, I make it look like we had never met (I don't love her)
Love me to death, well baby, don't get ahead of yourself (I don't love her)
I'm cold heated, but still hot enough, makin' her melt (Ha)
Squeezin' your waist so hard I'm takin' fingertips (Ha, ha, ha)
Looser, let her breath again
Stretch marks, deeper skin
Lick it and then I stick it in like, "Ooh", like, "Ooh"
What I wouldn't do, I'm so used to bein' used
You cummin', I'm cummin' too
You love me, I love you too

Is it the kisses for me? (Is the kisses for me?)
Is it the kisses for me? (Is the kisses for me? Mwah)
She like, "Hit it for me" (She like, "Get it for me")
She like, "Ooh" (She like), she like, "Ooh" (She like, "Ooh")
You heal my self esteem (Help my self esteem)
She like, "Hit it for me" (She like, "Hit it for me")
She like, "Ooh" (She like), She like, "Ooh" (She like, "Ooh, ooh")
Damn, baby, you heal my self esteem (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air


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