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After all the shit we did You gon' make me have to tell somebody, make me tell somebody Plead the fifth But in my mind I wanna tell somebody, wanna tell somebody The way I hit it, you gon' make me have to surf on that ocean that I might drown in your body Let it trip, just so bad I gotta tell somebody, gotta tell somebody Oh, oh, oh ma-mama You really blowing my mind Oh, oh, oh ma-mama I ain't wasting no time Tell her hop on that thing Quit the shade, fuck it up Do your thang, run it back We been on, popping I will not sleep F it up, do your thang Turn around and baby run it back I wish I could tell somebody First off, know I ain't the type to go kiss and tell, late thing And I'm so drunk that if I try it I misspell, late thing And you so drunk that you dance to like everything to come on We been mixing up these feelings with Hennessy and Patron Now you feeling a way and I'm bout to jump in the deep-end I know that you tryna escape, and be my little secret Oh, oh, oh ma-mama You really blowing my mind Oh, oh, oh ma-mama I ain't wasting no time Tell her hop on that thing Quit the shade, fuck it up Do your thang, run it back We been on, popping I will not sleep Fuck it up, do your thang Turn around and baby run it back I wish I could tell somebody After all the shit we did You gon' make me have to tell somebody, make me tell somebody Plead the fifth But in my mind I wanna tell somebody, wanna tell somebody The way I hit it, you gon' make me have to surf on that ocean that I might drown in your body Let it trip, just so bad I gotta tell somebody, gotta tell somebody Oh, oh, oh ma-mama You really blowing my mind Oh, oh, oh ma-mama I ain't wasting no time Tell her hop on that thing Quit the shade, fuck it up Do your thang, run it back We been on, popping I will not sleep F it up, do your thang Turn around and baby run it back I wish I could tell somebody I should tell somebody about you That body you showin' off, girl you should be proud to The outfit you got on, I'm tryna get you out them So glad that I found you, let's do You ain't really need to push it round you But still something in the fifth Hope your ready for round two.
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Jamal F. Jones, Gregory Gerard Curtis, Jazmyn Michel Boodram, Kesia Darnise-cecilia Hollins, India Shawn Boodram, Jerome Harmon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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