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George Price
George Price
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Pina
George Pina
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Pina
George Pina
Producer

Letra

Look, going around in circles, it's not supposed to hurt, but My ego bruised and purple, I'm tryna work you over 'Cause girl, you fine, you're the finest that I ever seen What I wanna do, you know it ain't no mystery I'm tryna kiss ya cheek, take you to lover's creek Smoke wedding cake inside a boat on top of Crystal Springs 'Cause you're my oxygen, giving me confidence I love the way you swim, keep telling me to dive on in I never hesitate or even got a question A midday swim that means another midday smoking session And I can hardly wait, block like Hollywood Front porch red carpet, front door the golden gates (Back porch the stage we made, her pool is always good) (In the morning, swim until the dawn, and) (It's the Don, get it right, we been here since midnight) (First we dipped our toes, then we tripped our robes, then we-) This shit get tricky, man I know I shouldn't trust her, dawg But she a femme fatale, and I'm just a fly on the wall She like to do it all, suck the straw inside a stall Take her to the dressing room and lay it down inside the mall I need a moment, dawg, I need to gain some clarity The way I need her, think she give a nigga charity It ain't no sparin' me, I'm hopeless and only can sing I need a ticket, need to book some time at Crystal Springs I got one ticket to paradise Fuck you mean?
Writer(s): George Pina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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