Lyrics

It's late and I can't sleep
I'm just up thinking about all the times we had and how much I miss you
I can't stop replaying all the shit we used to do in my head
Over and over and over again
You're so good at tempting me
I can feel your energy
I know it's gonna get to me
I can see your body vividly
Why was she sent to me
I'm catching penalties
I'ma let it drip down girl, lick it up
She do it too good, need it on the regular
You want good sex, baby I could be the plug
She'll go insane, don't tell her
She know how to make it rain, bad weather
I'll pay the price for the lies I tell
Got her addicted to the life I sell
It's almost like I got her under my spell
Know how it ends, it never goes well
She said bae get in, then start reaching for the bottle
We up in the back of a blacked out Tahoe
When I slide through, she on her knees at arrival
Ice on her ____, let it drip to the bottom
Girl, you're in my top ten
You should know you're not my only option
Oh, but ain't no point in stopping
Cause nobody's watching
So keep them panties dropping
Keep that pussy popping
She a bad bitch with low mileage
You're so good at tempting me
I can feel your energy
I know it's gonna get to me
I can see your body vividly
Why was she sent to me
I'm catching penalties
I'ma let it drip down girl, lick it up
She do it too good, need it on the regular
You want good sex, baby I could be the plug
She'll go insane, don't tell her
She know how to make it rain, bad weather
Put you in designer, leaving diamonds on your body
Take you out to places we don't gotta tell nobody
We can make some happen in the back seat of my Audi
No it ain't a problem, cause you know that you my shawty
You know my intentions
I can feel the tension
I got what you missing
Make you wanna fall in love
You know my intentions
Girl don't run, just take it
I can feel the tension, but we don't gotta break it (yea)
You're so good at tempting me
I can feel your energy
I know it's gonna get to me
I can see your body vividly
Why was she sent to me
I'm catching penalties
I'ma let it drip down girl, lick it up
She do it too good, need it on the regular
You want good sex, baby I could be the plug
She'll go insane, don't tell her
She know how to make it rain, bad weather
Written by: Flyy the Bird, Stanford L Martin
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