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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny B
Danny B
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spacejam
Spacejam
Producer

Lyrics

Miss thing You looking tired Let's leave See, your attire done sparked a fire Got me inquiring please Them red pumps With that black dress And small accents To yo outfit You was slow winding Our eyes met You got a slow body That's dumb thick It's creeping closer to 3 You creeping closer to me You friends whispering Steady giggling Steady asking who he You smile first Then I smile back Then you reach out For first contact Grab me Pull me close You real aggressive I like that I'll Mike that Jackson or Tyson I'll beat it Girl, I'm undefeated Whenever I face Vikki Secrets I'll lick it You'll leak it Haha Oops, no more secrets You sneaking closer to me I whisper "what it's gone be"? Yo girls deserting um Grab yo purse then um Hit the curb And baby we can swerve You say you wanna roll? Baby we can ride out We can drink mo when we get on my house It's a quarter past 4 When we walk through the door How far this a go? Baby we can find out You came with yo friends But you mine now Keep it on the low They don't need to find out Turn the lights low Ima let you shine now How we start at the door End up on the floor? Baby girl ion know But we can find out You came with yo friends But you mine now I just wanna roll You so cold Taking pics in the club You know you won't post Get attention from them dudes Then diss when they spoke You let them approach Then you dashing they hopes But, when it was me You gave me a look that that said "Ready to leave?" It's crowded in here girl you ready to breath? I'm finna bless you, you ready to sneeze? Haha, look Your body's amazing I want it baby Let's leave out the club we disapparating Then get PE But we drop the educated Rated PG will not be our movies rating I'm a vet when it comes to penetrating You so wet don't need condoms from lubrication Put hot wax on yo back, that's for stimulation Then attacking that cat, German Shepherd Baby You say you wanna roll? Baby we can ride out Out, Out, Out We can drink mo when we get on my house House, House, House Came with your friends But you're mine now Came with your friends But you're mine now Keep it on the low They don't need to find out Out, Out, Out Turn the lights low I'm gone let you shine now Now, Now, Now Came with your friends But you're mine now Came with your friends But you're mine now (Unh) Round duece Damn I love round 2's Now I get to finally hit you with the pound moves When you ride like that make the ground move You ain't expect that, I'll astound you Girl yo phone keep ringing you should answer it Your man is pissed Running round the city yelling wheres his chick She like "Let him then" I'm like "Let him then" Then round 3 begins It's like...
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