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Kid Ink
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brian Todd Collins
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Optimist
Produzent:in
Gaelan
Produzent:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
[Verse 2]
She ride me like a Rari
Grad her hips and tell her slide up
Til i'm all the way inside you
Slide up
Oh yeah
[Verse 3]
Been doing yoga, baby, now you gotta prove it
Just let your back bend, show me how you do it
You got that drip, girl, I'm swimmin' in your fluid
You hear that slappin', I ain't talkin' 'bout the music
****, look like Odell Beckham when she turn around and do it
I'm comin' last, yeah, **** always chewin'
Get you underneath the covers while we under the influence
42 got us drunk in love, yeah
I'm tryna pull up but a **** stuck, yeah
I know you feel it when I'm in and gushin'
Tryin' get them legs up, I know it's gettin' tough, yeah
Start slow and then we gettin' rough
We gettin' rough
Put my hands together and dive in them all
Eat it up, a **** feedin' off your energy
And you know I got a fetish for your pretty feet, ay
[Verse 4]
Bring that na-na on my way
I'm the man, put my hand on your small waist
Took her down to the ground, said she want it
You a freak, girl, it's written all on your face, ay
Girl you boss, yeah, you boss, yeah
Turn around, tell me hit it like a dog, yeah
Baby girl, I fuck with you the long way
I know it feels better when I'm in it raw, ay
[Verse 5]
Said I fuck with you the long way
Girl, I fuck with you the long way
[Verse 6]
I don't need you actin' shy, bein' cautious
Baby, tell me where to put it like a boss bitch
Feel it in your stomach like you nauseous
In the morning she be lookin' for the sausage
I work that ass like a nine to five
But tonight we goin' overtime
I can see all the signs that you gon' climb next, boo
[Verse 7]
Baby, we can do it anywhere
Baby, in the kitchen to the living room
The way you movin' got me in the mood
Girl, you never switch what you doin'
You gon' make me fuck you all night
Come on, baby, let me eat you right
Girl, you know that I'm the freaky type
I go and tow all over your body
Woke up in the pussy like a new Bugatti
Tell me how you want it, baby, what you like
Whisper it in my ear, you ain't talkin' nice
[Verse 8]
Bring that na-na on my way
I'm the man, put my hand on your small waist
Took her down to the ground, said she want it
You a freak, girl, it's written all on your face, ay
Girl, you boss, yeah you boss, yeah
Turn around, tell me hit it like a dog, yeah
Baby girl, I fuck with you the long way
I know you feel it when I'm in
[Verse 9]
So fuckin' bossy, the way you talkin' to me
You're such a bad bitch, you bring the dog outta me
You ain't left yet, could barely walk from the D
Bring that ass here, girl, that's all that I need
You so bossy, the way you talkin' to me
You're such a bad bitch, you bring the dog outta me
You ain't left yet, could barely walk from the D
Bring that ass here, girl, that's all that I need
Whoa (Yeah)
Said it sucks is for me, whoa
Written by: Brian Todd Collins, David Embree, Gaelan Sebastian Aguado