(Okay Waterpuddles)
Why you hit me up when I tell you I don't wanna chill
Baby f*ck off I'm truly sorry I be keepin it real
Don't hit me up I got problems to deal with
Ooh yeahh
Wait
I just be runnin the states
I keep it real
I'm sorry that I love the cake
Give me a chance
Put the devil in his place
I don't wanna date
Baby you fake
I wanna fly for you
I could be high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write is you
I'm on a flight to you
I think i'm high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write
F*ckin and kissin i'm lickin her clit and she dancin on dick and she like it
Touchin her body and feelin her hips then I go to her ear then I bite it
Hand on her neck movin days to the chest then I circle her nipple and eyelid
Nipple to navel then navel to clit and i'm feelin shes wet so I slide in
1 2 3 to the 4
Clothes on the floor go and lock that door
Condom in the drawer think I won't cop more
Tryna f*ck you all night then again in the morn
We ain't gotta talk baby we can keep it hush
Ima take my time with ya we ain't in a rush
13 till I land cause a nigga from Japan
And you know it's in the pun to make that mof*cka gush
WaterPuddles - Real (feat. Canvas17) Lyrics
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(Okay Waterpuddles)
Why you hit me up when I tell you I don't wanna chill
Baby f*ck off I'm truly sorry I be keepin it real
Don't hit me up I got problems to deal with
Ooh yeahh
Wait
I just be runnin the states
I keep it real
I'm sorry that I love the cake
Give me a chance
Put the devil in his place
I don't wanna date
Baby you fake
I wanna fly for you
I could be high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write is you
I'm on a flight to you
I think i'm high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write
F*ckin and kissin i'm lickin her clit and she dancin on dick and she like it
Touchin her body and feelin her hips then I go to her ear then I bite it
Hand on her neck movin days to the chest then I circle her nipple and eyelid
Nipple to navel then navel to clit and i'm feelin shes wet so I slide in
1 2 3 to the 4
Clothes on the floor go and lock that door
Condom in the drawer think I won't cop more
Tryna f*ck you all night then again in the morn
We ain't gotta talk baby we can keep it hush
Ima take my time with ya we ain't in a rush
13 till I land cause a nigga from Japan
And you know it's in the pun to make that mof*cka gush
Why you hit me up when I tell you I don't wanna chill
Baby f*ck off I'm truly sorry I be keepin it real
Don't hit me up I got problems to deal with
Ooh yeahh
Wait
I just be runnin the states
I keep it real
I'm sorry that I love the cake
Give me a chance
Put the devil in his place
I don't wanna date
Baby you fake
I wanna fly for you
I could be high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write is you
I'm on a flight to you
I think i'm high for you
30 thousand feet up
And all I could write
F*ckin and kissin i'm lickin her clit and she dancin on dick and she like it
Touchin her body and feelin her hips then I go to her ear then I bite it
Hand on her neck movin days to the chest then I circle her nipple and eyelid
Nipple to navel then navel to clit and i'm feelin shes wet so I slide in
1 2 3 to the 4
Clothes on the floor go and lock that door
Condom in the drawer think I won't cop more
Tryna f*ck you all night then again in the morn
We ain't gotta talk baby we can keep it hush
Ima take my time with ya we ain't in a rush
13 till I land cause a nigga from Japan
And you know it's in the pun to make that mof*cka gush
Writer: Devyn Bohl, Joeseph Keeton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid