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Soft skin strawberry lips
Lost in all your cherry-ness
Doll face
God took his time
Pretty busy body you don't be spending time
I'm different though time is money to me
They wasting your time
That shit ain't funny to me
I like a red blend you drink a Grigio
You can't channel fake shit you ain't no TV hoe
That's what I like Sunday night
Have some sushi spend the night
I book your body then I book your flight
Add to the special shit throughout my life
I'll tell you things I'll show you more
I'll give you wings I'll watch you soar
I'll give it all to you ain't no cost to you
Hope I ain't lose you
I wonder if you know how bad I want you
Trying to find the words to confront you
Write me back you know you want to
Stop playing and let me love you
I would take a plane just to see it
I can get you a plane if you need it
Let me be the one you run to
I just want to be the one you love
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
I wonder if you know how bad I want you
Trying to find the words to confront you
Write me back you know you want to
Stop playing and let me love you
I would take a plane just to see it
I can get you a plane if you need it
Let me be the one you run to
I just want to be the one you love
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
A crime
Now tell me is it
Is it a crime
WRITERS
Lester Bridges
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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