late4dinner

You must be ready for my love tonight (London) Keys to my whip, driving this shit Driving it straight to you driving it straight I can tell, I can tell that you want this 'Cause you called up my phone really earlier tonight I can tell by the way that you're talking That you've been waiting and biding your time, baby And I know, and I know that you want me And I know, and I know that you want my love So tonight you tell me you're mine Nah, no, oh Sare, ma sare, ma sare Mm, ma binu si mi, miole wale Telling you I'm drunk, but you want me to drive You must be ready for my love tonight Mm, ma sare, ma sare, ma sare I don't need no postcode, baby, ma sare So I get the keys to my whip (whip) Driving this shit (shit) Driving it straight to you Zoom-zoom in my Beamer 'Cause I don't wanna be late for dinner 'Cause I just linked somadina (somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim-zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer, oh, oh In the back of the Beamer (Beamer) I'm gonna be late for dinner (dinner) 'Cause I just linked somadina (somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim-zim my Beamer (Beamer), mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer (realer), oh, yeah Ghostface killer (killer), uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer (Beamer), oh, oh In the back of the Beamer She no dey rest-rest-rest (she no dey rest) When I hit it from the back-back-back (hit it from the back) 'Cause she knows her body's fi-fi-fire (she's fire) (fire) So the tension don dey raise for my body oh (body eh) Mm, make I press-press-press (press oh) (make I press) Make I feel up on your chest-chest-chest (make I feel up on your chest) When I was on the express-'press-'press I was thinking of you, of you I even got a tattoo I can show you after we done wrecking the room No pressure, what we finna do? 'Cause I know you like it dirty, no rules Patience is gone You're taking off All of your clothes No, oh-oh-oh Sare, ma sare, ma sare Mm, ma binu si mi, miole wale Telling you I'm drunk, but you want me to drive You must be ready for my love tonight Mm, sare, ma sare, ma sare I don't need no postcode, baby, ma sare So I get the keys to my whip (whip) Driving this shit (shit) Driving it straight to you Zoom-zoom in my Beamer 'Cause I don't wanna be late for dinner 'Cause I just linked somadina (somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim-zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer oh, oh In the back of the Beamer I'm gonna be late for dinner 'Cause I just linked somadina (somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim-zim my Beamer (Beamer) mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer (realer) oh, yeah Ghostface killer (killer), uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer (Beamer), oh, oh In the back of the Beamer, Beamer (In the back of the Beamer) Beamer ('Cause I just linked somadina) somadina (Mm, in the back of the Beamer) (Zim-zim my Beamer) Beamer (And it couldn't get realer) realer (Ghostface killer) killer (Inna the damn Beamer) Beamer (In the back of the Beamer)