Girl you know I like The way you move that booty
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for me
Girl I want to Touch it
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
All these Things that I Never said
Confrontations never had
Conversations I wish we had
If only you could read my mind
I wrote em all down in my
Mr Dairy Diary help me give Myself away
In the mood in the stars
I see you soon meet you in Mars
As 2 and 2 didn't add up Anymore
There was no 4 4 us anymore
She was barely a hero
But she saved my heart
Catching all these thoughts Pouring
From my heart
And my pen plays it's part
To be make up this complete art
A fine art of give away
She was barely a hero
But she saved me numbers
They say sex sells
She keep track of my numbers
Going through the pages
All of them be numbered
Then I found an address Number
And went straight there
Can't be talking to my diary
There shawty was momentarily
I can't help but feel like I'm Really silly
Lillies growing up in my belly
I done got my mind of Mr Give Myself away
Now I no longer have you read My diary
Girl you know I like The way you move that booty
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for Me
Girl I want to Touch it
I'm brave
You can call me Thor or Arthur
This is my life story Damn
I'm an Author
Didn't think I had it in me
Till the expected unraveled B4 Me
I guess I wasn't expectant Enough
Tick tock says the clock
And I can't hold myself no More
Hennessy Cocktail and Ice
And I really need it twice
We should work into the night,
Does the Henny wanna make You a beast all night she asked
Sounded like Nightingale
But this ain't Constantinople
She's cured me off my diary
We won't need no knock she Affirmed
I already had my Henny and
I just want somebody to hold Me through the night
Astral Papi - Astral Papi - Diary Rescue Nightingale (Ragae spacetrap) Lyrics
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Girl you know I like The way you move that booty
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for me
Girl I want to Touch it
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
All these Things that I Never said
Confrontations never had
Conversations I wish we had
If only you could read my mind
I wrote em all down in my
Mr Dairy Diary help me give Myself away
In the mood in the stars
I see you soon meet you in Mars
As 2 and 2 didn't add up Anymore
There was no 4 4 us anymore
She was barely a hero
But she saved my heart
Catching all these thoughts Pouring
From my heart
And my pen plays it's part
To be make up this complete art
A fine art of give away
She was barely a hero
But she saved me numbers
They say sex sells
She keep track of my numbers
Going through the pages
All of them be numbered
Then I found an address Number
And went straight there
Can't be talking to my diary
There shawty was momentarily
I can't help but feel like I'm Really silly
Lillies growing up in my belly
I done got my mind of Mr Give Myself away
Now I no longer have you read My diary
Girl you know I like The way you move that booty
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for Me
Girl I want to Touch it
I'm brave
You can call me Thor or Arthur
This is my life story Damn
I'm an Author
Didn't think I had it in me
Till the expected unraveled B4 Me
I guess I wasn't expectant Enough
Tick tock says the clock
And I can't hold myself no More
Hennessy Cocktail and Ice
And I really need it twice
We should work into the night,
Does the Henny wanna make You a beast all night she asked
Sounded like Nightingale
But this ain't Constantinople
She's cured me off my diary
We won't need no knock she Affirmed
I already had my Henny and
I just want somebody to hold Me through the night
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for me
Girl I want to Touch it
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
All these Things that I Never said
Confrontations never had
Conversations I wish we had
If only you could read my mind
I wrote em all down in my
Mr Dairy Diary help me give Myself away
In the mood in the stars
I see you soon meet you in Mars
As 2 and 2 didn't add up Anymore
There was no 4 4 us anymore
She was barely a hero
But she saved my heart
Catching all these thoughts Pouring
From my heart
And my pen plays it's part
To be make up this complete art
A fine art of give away
She was barely a hero
But she saved me numbers
They say sex sells
She keep track of my numbers
Going through the pages
All of them be numbered
Then I found an address Number
And went straight there
Can't be talking to my diary
There shawty was momentarily
I can't help but feel like I'm Really silly
Lillies growing up in my belly
I done got my mind of Mr Give Myself away
Now I no longer have you read My diary
Girl you know I like The way you move that booty
Girl you know I really think That thing be heavy
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Girl that body really speaking All my language
Twist and turn and all the Bends I'm understanding
Put it all on me
I want it all shorty
Bounce it booty for Me
Girl I want to Touch it
I'm brave
You can call me Thor or Arthur
This is my life story Damn
I'm an Author
Didn't think I had it in me
Till the expected unraveled B4 Me
I guess I wasn't expectant Enough
Tick tock says the clock
And I can't hold myself no More
Hennessy Cocktail and Ice
And I really need it twice
We should work into the night,
Does the Henny wanna make You a beast all night she asked
Sounded like Nightingale
But this ain't Constantinople
She's cured me off my diary
We won't need no knock she Affirmed
I already had my Henny and
I just want somebody to hold Me through the night
Writer: Ogemdi Onuoha
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