Lyrics

She turned on by the way She got that Coke bottle shape, (yeah) somethin' 'bout her face She from 'round the way She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste Baby girl, you know you fine, fine Never late, you're on time, time Tear that pussy up, mine, mine Tonight Get it, pop your chest, it's Mardi Gras Couple, couple bags Yves Saint Laurent Shoes, just to feed your appetite I-I-I Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh) Ain't no need to lie I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (yeah, go) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna Go, yeah She turned on by the way She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin' 'bout her face She from 'round the way (way) She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste Listen, babe, I know you right, right You keep on giving me the high, yeah You and I gon' light a fire Tonight Baby girl, don't change your mind, mind Why we here just dancin' all night This Patrón got her lit and she like I-I-I Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh) Ain't no need to lie I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (yeah, go) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna Go, yeah I'm turned on by the way, yeah She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin' 'bout her face She from 'round the way, yeah She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna) I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, yeah, yeah I wanna, I wanna, I wanna Oh, oh, girl, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ain't no need to lie She turned on by the way (oh) She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin' 'bout her face (baby, oh) She from 'round the way (I wanna) She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste (I wanna)
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Christian Ward, Floyd Eugene Bentley, Melvin Moore, Lyrica Nasha Anderson, Ryan Vojtesak, Christopher Chrishan Dotson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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