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Chevaughn Maria Perry
Chevaughn Maria Perry
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Tell me you love me Make it feel real Tell me me you miss me When you in the field Ask me how my day was Even though you couldn't care less Tell me how good I look in that black dress But don't forget to mention That ya rather see me naked Legs open eyes closed Patiently waiting Boy we both grown Don't gotta do no faking Please do not mistake me For one of these other girls Please do not expect me To start blowing up yo phone Don't think imma go crazy After one night with you That's what you want me to do That's what weak bitches do Heard thats what you're used to (that's what I heard) Is it true Spending ever weekend witchu Cause your 9 to 5 got something better to do Is it true What they say about you I heard you got a way about you Is it true (yeah) I heard them girls don't play about you They said you was a playa Nice to meet you I'm the coach Nice to meet you I'm the goat Save that slick talk for lata Cause I already know how it go Don't give a damn about your papa What yours ain't mine And I ain't never been that type I ain't got the time I got money on my mind (money on my mind) You think you got the juice Well I'm the squeeze Nigga I'm the truth I'll prolly have you on one knee Tryna marry me Do this shit with ease A nigga is something I'll never ever need (no no) He said is you really with the shits girl or nah Boy I'm really really with the shits oh yeah Is you really with the shits girl or nah Boy I'm really really with the shits oh yeah Tell me you love me Make it feel real Tell me me you miss me When you in the field Ask me how my day was Even though you couldn't care less Tell me how good I look in that black dress But don't forget to mention That ya rather see me naked Legs open eyes closed Patiently waiting Boy we both grown Don't gotta do no faking (gotta do no faking)
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