Lyrics

In my face and I can't get tired Work real hard, baby, can't retire Smokin', bumpin', burnin' ties Working 'til the done, I cannot retire F- you 'til the dawn, I cannot get tired I'ma let you go on and ride it Put you on your back, you stick it right in Keep on goin', baby, you got it For a second, I was just in Heaven All I need's like 10/30minutes Let me stay up in it I'ma put one in you right now Then I lay up in it Plan B's on, plan B's no joke Girl, 'cause I'm not kiddin' If you with it, I'm with it (yeah) Touchin' you in the kitchen (yeah) Busy, washin' dishes I'll be in your room, just come through (I'll be in your room) When you're finished Buyin' you them bottles of them one like it's Christmas I can't even lie, I'm intrigued by your intentions She just wanna f- me and leave So she can tell her friends, she don't need me She don't wanna be too needy She don't fall in love that easy Pockets full, them thighs is greasy Lookin' like them drum pieces She's a ten, can't beneath it If I get addicted, I cannot leave it Fuckin' in the morning, the night and the evening I don't get tired, I make it look easy Everything public, but it feels like we creepin' And I'm so high that it looks like I'm sleepin' now And we take a flight where the people like to say, "Bonjour" I just need your birthday and your full name Baby girl, don't say no more Put you on a flight, baby girl We been textin' for a while, but I cannot play no more (oh, oh) All the textin' we done done, we done said so much I don't know what to say no more (oh, oh, oh) I just wanna do the foreplay by four Make you feel things that you can't ignore You gon' want that sh- by eight, I'm sure I'ma make sure that you wait for more Wait for more Wait for more, ooh, woah Wait for more And I'll be callin' you, woah Ain't sh- left to talk about Baby, I'm anxious, now Why would you keep me waitin'? Jill Scott, it's gettin' late and It's pourin', it's stormin' and rainin' You know that I am not playin' Precipitation Oh, oh, ah, ah Baby, give me one more second, yeah You'll be like, "One more minute, oh" Hard for you to talk while in it, oh Hard for you to, shh, ah, breathe (yeah) I know that I make it hard (I know that I make it hard for a n- to think) Oh And we take a flight where the people like to say, "Bonjour" (ooh, woah) I just need your birthday and your full name Baby girl, don't say no more (oh, oh) Put you on a flight, baby girl We been textin' for a while But I cannot play no more (oh, oh) All the textin' we done done, we done said so much I don't know what to say no more (say no more) I just wanna do the foreplay by four Make you feel things that you can't ignore You gon' want that sh- by eight, I'm sure I'ma make sure that you wake for more I want you to want it I want you to need it I want you to say that you can't go without it That you'll never leave it
Writer(s): Summer Marjani Walker, Jimmy Martin Feliz Valdez, Hantz Dorante Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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