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I like it when you tell me arch my back
I like it when you tell me just like that
I like it when you tell me slow not fast
Turn around you can get it from the back
It's been a while so I know you finna mack
But cut it out we ain't even gotta chat
Call me a doctor cause imma need it stat
But take your time imma need this thang to last yeah
Put a kiss on these bad bitch lips
Might tat ya name on these bad bitch hips
He poured up Jones, I might have to take a sip
The water's warm, he might have to take a dip
Spent the whole night stackin' up these chips
Let's take it down, don't slip on the drip
Addicted to me, he like the way that it grip
The way I do it he gon take me on a trip yeah
I'm tryna let you know
Never felt this way before
Let that old jawn go
I'm tryna dive in your soul
My baby black, but he never mild
He tell me I'm scary, I tell him he wild
The way that he do it might give him a child
Yeah make me lose it way he put it down
Rollin' in the summer sheets
Bathin' in the summer heat
Without you I am not complete
You always make it hard to breathe
Said he can't control his address
I might need him on the mattress
I just want him under my dress
I don't think I can get past this
Said he wanna love on me
Said he gonna buy a ring
Sparks are flying; lightning
Is this the right timing
I'm tryna let you know
Never felt this way before
Let that old jawn go
I'm tryna dive in your soul
You tryna go dive in my deep end
Play all day no sleepin'
Then hit you on that late night creepin'
I promise you the only one I'm seein'
See your likes all in my recent
Ain't got no clothes so I ain't decent
Baby go down start that descent
You know our bodies stay in agreement
I like it when you tell me arch my back
I like it when you tell me just like that
I like it when you tell me slow not fast
Turn around you can get it from the back
It's been a while so I know you finna mack
But cut it out we ain't even gotta chat
Call me a doctor cause imma need it stat
But take your time imma need this thang to last yeah
Put a kiss on these bad bitch lips
Might tat ya name on these bad bitch hips
He poured up Jones, I might have to take a sip
The water's warm, he might have to take a dip
Spent the whole night stackin' up these chips
Let's take it down, don't slip on the drip
Addicted to me, he like the way that it grip
The way I do it he gon take me on a trip yeah
I'm tryna let you know
Never felt this way before
Let that old jawn go
I'm tryna dive in your soul
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Angelimani Bateman
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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