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Holding Back (The Morning After) Video (MV)






PRIVATEHOUR - Holding Back (The Morning After) Lyrics




Let's have sex for breakfast
Skin complementing your gold necklace
Forced to lay next to you in moderation
Fighting all my sexual configurations

If it was up to me
You'd have like, ten minutes
Turn you right over to your side
'Cause I got fifteen minutes
And know you moaning out
Papi I got an extra fifteen minutes
But you wasn't claiming that before
When all you had was ten minutes

I don't understand the point of you coming over here
When you leave, you text me some bullshit
We can reconcile, cause truthfully
You take back what you said
When you start bussin like full clips

You passing judgement
What's up with the assumption?
I could never understand
Why trip for making you feel so wanted?
Yeah

If you wanna come over
(Come on!)
If you wanna stay over
(Come on!)
If you wanna sex me
(We're grown!)
Don't you dare flex me
(Be grown!)
A man won't judge you
Hot damn, you make me feel lucky
I love it when you do that
But that right there, I hate it when you do that!

Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Shawty don't hold back

How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
How you gonna, oh!
How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
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Let's have sex for breakfast
Skin complementing your gold necklace
Forced to lay next to you in moderation
Fighting all my sexual configurations

If it was up to me
You'd have like, ten minutes
Turn you right over to your side
'Cause I got fifteen minutes
And know you moaning out
Papi I got an extra fifteen minutes
But you wasn't claiming that before
When all you had was ten minutes

I don't understand the point of you coming over here
When you leave, you text me some bullshit
We can reconcile, cause truthfully
You take back what you said
When you start bussin like full clips

You passing judgement
What's up with the assumption?
I could never understand
Why trip for making you feel so wanted?
Yeah

If you wanna come over
(Come on!)
If you wanna stay over
(Come on!)
If you wanna sex me
(We're grown!)
Don't you dare flex me
(Be grown!)
A man won't judge you
Hot damn, you make me feel lucky
I love it when you do that
But that right there, I hate it when you do that!

Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Don't hold back
Shawty don't hold back

How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
How you gonna, oh!
How you gonna come over here
And sit right here and act like you regret me?
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Writer: Shaquille Davis
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