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Tommie's Interlude (Lost Tapes 2019) Video (MV)




Performed By: Tory Lanez
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Daystar Peterson




Tory Lanez - Tommie's Interlude (Lost Tapes 2019) Lyrics
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Clap that ass if you sexy and you know it
You ain't gotta show it
This is my chance, I can't blow it
Girl we go together like a pen and a poet, I know it
You making it hard to lose focus
Girl, I'm like a boater tryna drift into your ocean
Slip into your shallow shores, wasn't then but now I'm sure
I'm almost certain I can give you more, baby
But I can't be certain 'til this shit's for sure
So talk to me dirty
And we gon' take it from the kitchen to the f*cking floor, or to the bed
Know what you thinkin', baby
Roses are red, and that pussy pinkish, baby

You got me thinking, baby
So glad I licked it, baby
Fountain of love, yeah, I might just drink it, baby
So we can film it shawty, but this ain't scripted, baby
I get so vivid, baby, I'm so descriptive, baby
Uh, gotta judge me off attention, baby
You need attention, baby, I'm so attentive, baby
I'm talking Spring, Summer, Fall, and the Winter, baby
And if I said it to you, girl, you know I meant it, baby
Yeah, that's real talk
Every word of it

Uh, it ain't hard for you to do it with no hands, know who I am?
Making it clap just like a band, girl there ain't no rubber bands in here, baby
No private stacks, you just gon' drop it back, where I can see it, baby
I ain't gon' lie you know I'm greedy, girl
It's like having you make me conceited, baby
I like to light the 'Woods for you, and light the trees like the
Breath when we breathing, baby

I'm tryna see it, baby
I know you need it, baby
I'm tryna Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, and beat it, baby
Put my fingers on your lips, like a secret, baby
Put my fingers on your lips, get to tss, baby
You wanted more when you begged for it
We gon' break the headboard up of the bed for it
Sonic the Hedge for it
She hold me down, B, so I make her red for it

And with that line right there, I went over your head on it
But it's cool you see that shit that y'all don't get, she gets from me
And that's why all the shit y'all chicks don't get, she gets from me
And that's why all the dick y'all chicks don't get, think y'all get it
She sees numbers in my re-dial and don't re-dial
That's why I f*ck with you the long way
And girl I'm certain I can give you more
Until I'm taking you the wrong way
So talk to me dirty
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Clap that ass if you sexy and you know it
You ain't gotta show it
This is my chance, I can't blow it
Girl we go together like a pen and a poet, I know it
You making it hard to lose focus
Girl, I'm like a boater tryna drift into your ocean
Slip into your shallow shores, wasn't then but now I'm sure
I'm almost certain I can give you more, baby
But I can't be certain 'til this shit's for sure
So talk to me dirty
And we gon' take it from the kitchen to the f*cking floor, or to the bed
Know what you thinkin', baby
Roses are red, and that pussy pinkish, baby

You got me thinking, baby
So glad I licked it, baby
Fountain of love, yeah, I might just drink it, baby
So we can film it shawty, but this ain't scripted, baby
I get so vivid, baby, I'm so descriptive, baby
Uh, gotta judge me off attention, baby
You need attention, baby, I'm so attentive, baby
I'm talking Spring, Summer, Fall, and the Winter, baby
And if I said it to you, girl, you know I meant it, baby
Yeah, that's real talk
Every word of it

Uh, it ain't hard for you to do it with no hands, know who I am?
Making it clap just like a band, girl there ain't no rubber bands in here, baby
No private stacks, you just gon' drop it back, where I can see it, baby
I ain't gon' lie you know I'm greedy, girl
It's like having you make me conceited, baby
I like to light the 'Woods for you, and light the trees like the
Breath when we breathing, baby

I'm tryna see it, baby
I know you need it, baby
I'm tryna Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, and beat it, baby
Put my fingers on your lips, like a secret, baby
Put my fingers on your lips, get to tss, baby
You wanted more when you begged for it
We gon' break the headboard up of the bed for it
Sonic the Hedge for it
She hold me down, B, so I make her red for it

And with that line right there, I went over your head on it
But it's cool you see that shit that y'all don't get, she gets from me
And that's why all the shit y'all chicks don't get, she gets from me
And that's why all the dick y'all chicks don't get, think y'all get it
She sees numbers in my re-dial and don't re-dial
That's why I f*ck with you the long way
And girl I'm certain I can give you more
Until I'm taking you the wrong way
So talk to me dirty
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Writer: Daystar Peterson
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