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Last night We was ravin' in the dance, fam 'til about half five This peng ting had me thinkin' that I'd better play my cards right While a next ting tellin' me she wanna live the fast life Lord, she wanna live the fast life, yeah Mmm, so tell me what you're wantin', gyal You know I have to put it on you like Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah You got me puttin' hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, baby, don't you hold back Go on push it with your whole back on me Got me sippin' out this cognac Livin' Jumanji, that's a throwback, mmh, yeah Baby, don't hide it, you a freak And we don't need no sleep Gyal, I know you know what I mean like You're designer head down to your feet You know talkin' isn't cheap And I'm tryna see your skin between the sheets So tell me what you're wantin', gyal You know I have to put it on you like Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah You got me puttin' hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party (yo, Tion Wayne from the 9) Yeah, yeah, yeah She like the S-Class or the E-Class, not the C-Class Too bait, so we ride 'round in a V-Class Asian, Caucasian, I'll take either Her sex game's like my shank game, wants it deeper Every time I choke her neck, she got a passion Couldn't wait, we made love up in the Wagon Gucci bag 'round my chest, it ain't for fashion Told her ex, it's good sex but she was cappin' Real thug, make a mistake but I can't lie Moncler and Chanel bag make it alright Gyal used to walk by, didn't want all of us Now we fuck gyal with million followers Can't lie, yeah, uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside Rides with me and I'm somethin' like a star nine Pretty gyal, come and live fast life This one's only bad part-time Ooh, let me put my hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Hands on your body Love it when you're whinin' up on me Way that you grindin' it slowly Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah You're life of the party, life of the party Hands on your body, hands on your body Whine it up on me, whine it up on me You're life of the party, life of the party
Writer(s): Bertan Jafer, Dennis Junior Odunwo, Fred Gibson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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