Yea this the right way baby, keep coming towards me
She said what's your name, and I told her Teddy P
She said I'm JC, and it's nice to finally meet
I been shooting shots, shooting deep like from the 3
You use to block em all, but now you playing on my team
Lemme take you out to dinner, show you that you with a winner
Let you be dessert, make you buss like you a kimber
We can go and cuddle up, it's cold like in December
I can be your morning coffee, you can be the splenda
I got you to the crib, took straight up to bed
Laying between your legs, you rubbing oil all between my dreads
I flip over, that thang warmer than a coffee coaster
Take them clothes off, I'm bouta lick you all over
Whoa, I don't know if you ready for all that
I been sipping dusse, ain't no telling what's finna happen
Start it up with your neck, your legs jumping wet
Ain't no need for a towel, the bed is soaking wet
The fan on but you nervous, I can feel the cold sweat
Go head prepare your mind, this ain't no normal sex
The room dressed in all black sliding like mrs mary
I had this planned all along, this is my itinerary
I can see your climax, like I'm a visionary
Make you scream like you in church when you in missionary
I call you mama johns, with that lil hot box
Ima give you backshots, until your back pop
Ima give you all of me until the last drop
We need a plan B baby cause I ain't pull it out
Good God, I ain't even think about it
Actually I did, the dusse took over me
We gon have to goto Walgreens in the morning
Whew
Itst3ddy - Plan B Lyrics
Itst3ddy - Plan B Lyrics
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Yea this the right way baby, keep coming towards me
She said what's your name, and I told her Teddy P
She said I'm JC, and it's nice to finally meet
I been shooting shots, shooting deep like from the 3
You use to block em all, but now you playing on my team
Lemme take you out to dinner, show you that you with a winner
Let you be dessert, make you buss like you a kimber
We can go and cuddle up, it's cold like in December
I can be your morning coffee, you can be the splenda
I got you to the crib, took straight up to bed
Laying between your legs, you rubbing oil all between my dreads
I flip over, that thang warmer than a coffee coaster
Take them clothes off, I'm bouta lick you all over
Whoa, I don't know if you ready for all that
I been sipping dusse, ain't no telling what's finna happen
Start it up with your neck, your legs jumping wet
Ain't no need for a towel, the bed is soaking wet
The fan on but you nervous, I can feel the cold sweat
Go head prepare your mind, this ain't no normal sex
The room dressed in all black sliding like mrs mary
I had this planned all along, this is my itinerary
I can see your climax, like I'm a visionary
Make you scream like you in church when you in missionary
I call you mama johns, with that lil hot box
Ima give you backshots, until your back pop
Ima give you all of me until the last drop
We need a plan B baby cause I ain't pull it out
Good God, I ain't even think about it
Actually I did, the dusse took over me
We gon have to goto Walgreens in the morning
Whew
She said what's your name, and I told her Teddy P
She said I'm JC, and it's nice to finally meet
I been shooting shots, shooting deep like from the 3
You use to block em all, but now you playing on my team
Lemme take you out to dinner, show you that you with a winner
Let you be dessert, make you buss like you a kimber
We can go and cuddle up, it's cold like in December
I can be your morning coffee, you can be the splenda
I got you to the crib, took straight up to bed
Laying between your legs, you rubbing oil all between my dreads
I flip over, that thang warmer than a coffee coaster
Take them clothes off, I'm bouta lick you all over
Whoa, I don't know if you ready for all that
I been sipping dusse, ain't no telling what's finna happen
Start it up with your neck, your legs jumping wet
Ain't no need for a towel, the bed is soaking wet
The fan on but you nervous, I can feel the cold sweat
Go head prepare your mind, this ain't no normal sex
The room dressed in all black sliding like mrs mary
I had this planned all along, this is my itinerary
I can see your climax, like I'm a visionary
Make you scream like you in church when you in missionary
I call you mama johns, with that lil hot box
Ima give you backshots, until your back pop
Ima give you all of me until the last drop
We need a plan B baby cause I ain't pull it out
Good God, I ain't even think about it
Actually I did, the dusse took over me
We gon have to goto Walgreens in the morning
Whew
Writer: Devin Scott
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