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UglyFace Music
UglyFace Music
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Kevin Farpella
Kevin Farpella
Composer
Aaron Temple
Aaron Temple
Composer
Andre Mosley
Andre Mosley
Composer
Aric Jones
Aric Jones
Composer
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UglyFace Music
UglyFace Music
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Lyrics

There's a fire in the hole duck down I'm hot for you You fixin your hair in the mirror I'm watching you I'm on a mission in your mind And I I haven't seen you work in a while You haven't worn my shirts, in a while You came to make my temperature rise Hit me wit positions, baby Switch em with precision, baby Hit me wit positions, baby A little bit more physical tonight Did you mean to send me "ILY"? Did you mean to send me "ILY"? Did you mean to send me "ILY"? But would you say to me, baby What would you say? What would you say? Visions of kissin Visions of kisses all on my dick She talkin hawk and spit a whole lotta shit Auto on the stick she ain't learn to switch Bourbon make a piss so she just smoke a bit While I toke and swig joking bout her curfew Told me she gotta work soon I'm emerged in her perfume She love to make me pursue Pussy got that hyper juice This one here a hot pursuit Fresh out the shower this is my hour Water on her back got her under attack I gotta confess up ain't no condoms in the dresser I guess It's time to make a mess huh Told me don't cum quick that tounge slick Pussy grip but I could slip Better keep up I don't she swipe my visa Facetious I'm a whole lotta woman gotta please us Can't ease up gotta feed us My mind, my body, my soul Been too long my nigga owe This ain't a free throw I'm a alpha got something that'll slow that mouth up Yo head nod you in leg lock You in something you can't get out of Both in that maelstrom I'm aroused when That pussy rain drops by the thousands And that mouth warm Loosen that outfit girl now sit She grab the dick and twisted her wrist I reached down to the clitoris My camera out and she posing Boy don't you show this Both hands now on my shoulders shoving me back So hard it gave me whiplash Started contorting that ass Traced my thumb down her spine Mommy me gusta Im R.L. Stein giving her goosebumps She more a Medusa Already turn me to stone Turning me on by the end of the night Reaching for whipes She'll be covered in white like the Ku Klux From eyebrows to the nose Shhh nobody gotta know I know you pride yourself on discretion When is raw no protection She grabbed her braw snapped her breast Then sat on top of me Said round 2 How bout you Deja wild thing you make my heart sing I felt the size of steam inside room bussin out the seams There's a fire in the hole duck down I'm hot for you You fixin your hair in the mirror I'm watching you I'm on a mission in your mind And I I haven't seen you work in a while You haven't worn my shirts, in a while You came to make my temperature rise Hit me wit positions, baby Switch em with precision, baby Hit me wit positions, baby A little bit more physical tonight Did you mean to send me "ILY"? Did you mean to send me "ILY"? Did you mean to send me "ILY"? But would you say to me, baby What would you say? What would you say? (And I want you to mean when you) (Say you love me but you don't do) (I could be greedy but I think) (I'm being fair)
Writer(s): Kevin Farpella, Andre Mosley, Aric Jones, Aaron Temple Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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