Girl you know what's next. Hit it to some Isley Brothers. When I touch her she like, oh, when I hug her, oh-oh. She like, she don't wanna fall in love, but she love A. And hit it to some Marvin Gaye. I'm kissing her on her neck. Ella es cantante y asesina 'e pasatiempo (Ah). Cause she keep on dreaming it, Oh, …complaints… I just keep on beating it, …. Too much blasted tobacco mek she lose it. Writer(s): ROBINSON JASIEL ALMON T, AGBETI OLUWASEYI TIMIDYO, RICHARD RODNEY, DAVIS RADRIC DELANTIC
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She like, I don't really wanna come where you from, ay. When I rub her she like, ooh. You also have the option to opt-out of these cookies. Yo, oh, ya boy Jim Johnson big daddy.
Hi Empress Sonia tell har fi keep it real and don't be phony. Es que ese culo puede parar los disparos. When I hug her, ooh. I saw her pass with my shirt on going slow. She love life and she believe in it patiently. You will catch that drank. Treat her like no one has treated her (Aha). Come on let me take you to the penthouse suite. Di I perform so smartly, yeah. This devil deserves what I do (She deserves it). Nuttin weh boney boney.
Come to my bed, lady, just when I woke up to stay. I think she was born for me like I was born for the mic. While your dreams fade away. When we do it to this song I toot it and boot it Throw the deuces and I'm gone I'm yellin' oh, I know what she like I know what she like, I know what she like I'm yellin' oh, I know what she like I know what she like, I know what she like In the morning, when she yawning I like it when she moanin' when she on it What she like, what she like, what she like oh? We could outrun them, '" Taylor said. Hit her spot her, tryna touch her soul.
I never said a word an I'm content and I'm gon leave with that. Me canta flamenco, pero ella no es española. She haffi ride di big donkey cart. She don't top 'em like "Woah". I'ma gangsta, g'd up. If you think that X is broke.
Twista( Carl Terrell Mitchell). Chorus: I know what she like, I know what she like in the morning! I like it when she's…. She came out dressed 'beautifully' and turned you all over the disco. And you're walkin' around in a dream. You can catch him in the cut with his eyes lazy. I'm tryna eat that American pie (That pie). See how I do it to her. Six o'clock in the morning.
Extra grip is hard to slip. But, she continued, "I decided to write a love song, just kind of like, 'What would I say if I met someone really awesome and they were like, hey, I'm worried about all this attention you get? I'm touching it, I know! Trippie Redd, bands on with the feelin', ayee. Then look at my motherfucking banknote. And my mind is right, my mind is right. These cookies will be stored in your browser only with your consent.