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Yo, it's Trigga, Breezy, Loso Hahahaha, shhh Yeah, yeah, uh She just wanna party, call it la di da di Baby, call me papi, mmm Baby got a body, body-ody-ody Chillin' like she Barbie, hmm She my lil' shawty, ooh, my lil' baby Put a lil' baby in lil' baby body Take her off the market, then she won't be shoppin' If she want, I cop it, it don't matter, I got it She know I'm a beast, plus I love a freak New Beats, no headphones You a wild child, I'm a wild guy We mile high in this bedroom Ayy, true, they gon' hate you' Cause I ate you like I wed you Gon' show me what that head do' Cause girl, I know you ain't scared to(Ah) Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor (Oh-oh) It's in your head, girl, that head make a nigga slow (Ooh) When you go down on me, I can't take no more Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl, I won't tell a soul Keep it on the low, oh yeah, I won't let 'em know Take my phone and make sure (Yeah) I don't say shit, I don't say shit, I don't say shit, no Your secret's safe with me, baby Trust me, I won't lose control, no no They ain't gotta know, they ain't gotta know (Gotta know) Lick that body down, kiss that ooh slow (Kiss it slow) Bust it up and down, let me fuck it slow (Fuck it slow, yeah) Never let 'em know, never let 'em know We go back and forth Girl, I'm never keepin' score (Keepin' score) Need your love, I can never, no Bitch, I'm the mail man, huh (Karl Malone) I got your pockets, baby, you know what itis You know who I am, I'm the man, damn, girl Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor (Oh-oh) It's in your head, girl, that head, yeah, make a nigga slow (Ooh) When you go down on me, I can't take no more Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl, I won't tell a soul Keep it on the low, oh yeah, I won't let 'em know Take my phone and make sure I don't say shit, I don't say shit, I don't say shit, no Your secret's safe with me, baby Trust me, I won't lose control, no no Pull up to that hotel, huh I don't talk, hoes tell, huh Know you heard stories 'bout me Those are just hoe tales, huh Got them bitches hoesale, huh And you know them hoes sell, huh Heard a nigga tryna cuff you Felt like you in hoe jail, huh? I might come and bail you out and shit Girl, you better not tell nobody shit Know some people jealous 'bout this shit We been on some hella coppin' shit, yeah We been spinnin', we been takin' off, yeah, yeah, yeah Take your bitch and then she take it all off Baby, don't be scared to take it to the floor (Don't you be scared) It's in your head, girl, ooh, that head make a nigga slow (Ooh) When you go down on me, I can't take no more Don't nobody know that you a freak, girl, I won't tell a soul Keep it on the low, oh yeah, I won't let 'em know Take my phone and make sure (Yeah) I don't say shit, I don't say shit, I don't say shit, no Your secret's safe with me, baby Trust me, I won't lose control, no no
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, John David Jackson, Tremaine Neverson, Rashad Johnson, Aaron Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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