I want you to love me, I want you to be there for me (be there)
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
I got you playing with my thing, yeah my ding a ling
Get that pussy wet like sink, long dick limousine
Smoking cigarettes and getting drunk that's what we do, yeah
Let Satan possess me I can only tell the truth (yeah)
Half the shit you think about, I know that you're a fool (yeah)
Don't have no f*cking regrets, I don't know about you
Kicked to the curb, she get kicked to the curb she don't adore me (don't adore me)
Why all my bitches say my songs they get them horny
Yeah, waking up drunk as f*ck in the morning
Yeah, pass the ball I'm scoring
10 seconds, all I need is 10 seconds to get that pussy wet (yeah)
I'm a call the plays, hoping that you run it back (back, back)
You call yourself Satanic, girl you know I'm liking that (you know I like it)
We on the beach we tanning, just know that I'm piping that (I'm a pipe it)
Yeah, you know I like that
See your panties poking through your jeans, I'm a bite back
French bitch, Tour de France, biking she gonna ride that (she gonna ride)
French tips on her hands, you know I like that (yeah)
Said she love my songs and they get her horny (woah)
She say she ain't got nothing on (nothing on, yeah)
Know the dudes you hanging with, you know they corny (f*ck boys)
They can't even make a f*cking song
I want you to love me, I want you to be there for me (be there)
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
CADO CADO - there for me Lyrics
CADO CADO - there for me Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
I want you to love me, I want you to be there for me (be there)
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
I got you playing with my thing, yeah my ding a ling
Get that pussy wet like sink, long dick limousine
Smoking cigarettes and getting drunk that's what we do, yeah
Let Satan possess me I can only tell the truth (yeah)
Half the shit you think about, I know that you're a fool (yeah)
Don't have no f*cking regrets, I don't know about you
Kicked to the curb, she get kicked to the curb she don't adore me (don't adore me)
Why all my bitches say my songs they get them horny
Yeah, waking up drunk as f*ck in the morning
Yeah, pass the ball I'm scoring
10 seconds, all I need is 10 seconds to get that pussy wet (yeah)
I'm a call the plays, hoping that you run it back (back, back)
You call yourself Satanic, girl you know I'm liking that (you know I like it)
We on the beach we tanning, just know that I'm piping that (I'm a pipe it)
Yeah, you know I like that
See your panties poking through your jeans, I'm a bite back
French bitch, Tour de France, biking she gonna ride that (she gonna ride)
French tips on her hands, you know I like that (yeah)
Said she love my songs and they get her horny (woah)
She say she ain't got nothing on (nothing on, yeah)
Know the dudes you hanging with, you know they corny (f*ck boys)
They can't even make a f*cking song
I want you to love me, I want you to be there for me (be there)
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
I got you playing with my thing, yeah my ding a ling
Get that pussy wet like sink, long dick limousine
Smoking cigarettes and getting drunk that's what we do, yeah
Let Satan possess me I can only tell the truth (yeah)
Half the shit you think about, I know that you're a fool (yeah)
Don't have no f*cking regrets, I don't know about you
Kicked to the curb, she get kicked to the curb she don't adore me (don't adore me)
Why all my bitches say my songs they get them horny
Yeah, waking up drunk as f*ck in the morning
Yeah, pass the ball I'm scoring
10 seconds, all I need is 10 seconds to get that pussy wet (yeah)
I'm a call the plays, hoping that you run it back (back, back)
You call yourself Satanic, girl you know I'm liking that (you know I like it)
We on the beach we tanning, just know that I'm piping that (I'm a pipe it)
Yeah, you know I like that
See your panties poking through your jeans, I'm a bite back
French bitch, Tour de France, biking she gonna ride that (she gonna ride)
French tips on her hands, you know I like that (yeah)
Said she love my songs and they get her horny (woah)
She say she ain't got nothing on (nothing on, yeah)
Know the dudes you hanging with, you know they corny (f*ck boys)
They can't even make a f*cking song
I want you to love me, I want you to be there for me (be there)
You know all the words to my songs, let it blare for me (let it blare)
Sell your f*cking soul to me so I know you care for me (do you care?)
I possess your f*cking mind, I'll be there for you
Yeah, I need you to be there for me (be there)
Give your heart and mind and soul, and you worship me (yeah)
Yeah, got you living truth or dare for me
I see you're down for the cause, want you on my team
Writer: CADEN TOWNSEND
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid