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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnathan Winbush
Johnathan Winbush
Songwriter
Areke Walcott
Areke Walcott
Songwriter

Lyrics

Come over we can
Take it off we can
Bend over we can
Lay you down we can
Make sounds like
Couple rounds like
Put it down like
we get it on like
Oh you fuckin casually we you gon' be a casualty
Thought you could be wifey delusion is what it had to be
When I call you over you know you gon' make it splash for me
Do you in the kitchen I don't care that the walls thin
I'm tryna crack you on the table like some crawfish
I'm tryna put this hammer on you like some seafood
We gon make it hot, turn the spot into a steam room
Lay a towel down cuz you wet like the beach
Washed my face before you came I had to clean ya seat
Done had a lot of brain but baby my favorite geek
When I send that text you better hop up in that V and come to me
Come over we can
Take it off we can
Bend over we can
Lay you down we can
Make sounds like
Couple rounds like
Put it down like
Get it on like
Get it on like
Baby I'm just tryna kick it, and I really wanna visit
Lemme come over and show you what you missing
Girl that body look exquisite, and I aint never got to get it,
So I'm really tryna give you my attention
I want your body like it aint nobody's business
And when I hit it, it won't be nobody business
We got it started but we never got to finish
You gotta **** but that shit don't make a difference
To me
I can't be ya man, but I can be the romantic
I got you a rose, I'll show you under the blankets
If I get you alone, you'll fold just like a pamphlet
Legs in the air, my ears next to ya anklet
Member you were rejecting all my advances?
Like you was someone I would never have a chance with
Now you in my bedroom pantsless
Imma hit it from the back while pull on ya extensions
Good banter, she get a lil sassy
I'm tryna find out if she like to get nasty
Cute smile with them pretty little lashes
No mascara man that shits all natural
One look at you its like I'm lookin at an angel
I talk you through it while I hit it at an angle
Pap pap now you lit up like a candle
Flirt game strong gotchu wishing you was single
Come over we can
Take it off we can
Bend over we can
Lay you down we can
Make sounds like
Couple rounds like
Put it down like
Get it on like
Get it on like
Written by: Areke Walcott, Johnathan Winbush
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