Chevy Woods – “TXT ME (remix)” (ft. Ty Dolla $ign) [Audio, Lyrics]

Chevy Woods unveils Young Cutta-produced remix for the “TXT ME” now featuring Ty Dolla $ign. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Chevy Woods Txt Me (remix)

Chevy Woods – TXT ME (remix) (ft. Ty Dolla $ign) (prod. Young Cutta)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
That shit hit different when you text me
I’ll keep your secrets if you let me
Come out them Vickys, you so sexy
Girl, you the wave and I’m your jet-ski
Them other bitches, I ain’t worried ’bout, no, no, no
Made this for you, ’cause baby
This your song (Song)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
This for you, baby girl, this your song
I wanna get in every word, but that make it too long
So can I break it down for you? It’s just us and the piano
Baby, just relax, I light a candle
Perfect melody, I sing it softly in your ear
We got a connection, spiritual and physical
You lay on my chest and that’s my heartbeat
That you listen to, we don’t need no drums
For this shit, huh, we don’t need no drugs for this shit
We makin’ love off this McQueen and it’s intense
You know it be different every time that I (Ooh-ooh)

[Chorus: Chevy Woods, Ty Dolla $ign & Both]
That shit hit different when you text me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I’ll keep your secrets if you let me (Let me)
Come out them Vickys, you so sexy, yeah
Girl, you the wave and I’m your jet-ski
Them other bitches, I ain’t worried ’bout
No, no, no (Ooh, yeah)
Made this for you, ’cause baby
This your song (Ooh, yeah, song, remix)

[Verse 2 Chevy Woods]
If you ain’t know, girl, this the remix
You out them panties? That’s my weakness
Girl, you a stallion, fuck the Preakness
Blinded by money, I don’t see shit
No relationship, girl, let’s just be friends, yeah
I pushed a button, then the top dropped, yeah
It’s just us two, girl, take your top off, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
You gotta keep it to yourself and don’t tell no one ’bout it
I hand out white, I was servin’ the top of the mountain
All that talk about that money, they know that I got it
There was some losses, I been through it
Just searchin’ for profit

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
That shit hit different when you text me (Yeah)
I’ll keep your secrets if you let me
Come out them Vickys, you so sexy
Girl, you the wave and I’m your jet-ski
Them other bitches, I ain’t worried ’bout, no, no, no
Made this for you, ’cause baby
This your song (Song)