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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
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Steven Kubie
Steven Kubie
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Nicholas Steele
Nicholas Steele
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
Mischtechniker:in
Steven Kubie
Steven Kubie
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Steven Q-Beatz
Steven Q-Beatz
Produzent:in
Steele Risin'
Steele Risin'
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QST
QST
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QST Music Group
QST Music Group
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Lyrics

Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah You know that you chu a baddie Sending me those pics Sending me yo addy You wanna grab the stick And she got a fatty I'm uh bring the whips She gotta pretty face Thinking bout those lips The way she move her waist like Shakira in the hips She love to feel the bass, move her body with the kick My flow is like karate make her body do a flip Girl I'm so erotic you exotic with the mix Call me for a fix We could just make love Never get enough Take you to my place Imma show you what's up We can just make love Never get enough You'll become an addict And be feining for my touch We could just make love Never get enough Take you to my place Imma show you what's up We can just make love Never get enough You'll become an addict And be feining for my touch She wanting me to come through Get the bottle for two We gon take it to the room She wanting me to come through Get the bottle for two We gon take it to the room So tell me how you want it, want it You a freak girl why you being modest So tell me how you want it, want it Open up girl tell me and be honest Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home She got me with my own kinda ringtone She think about me every time she alone Feeling on herself making little moans Till I see her then I'm getting her out of her clothes The way she move her waist like Shakira in the hips She love to feel the bass, move her body with the kick My flow is like karate make her body do a flip Girl I'm so erotic you exotic with the mix Call me for a fix We could just make love Never get enough Take you to my place Imma show you what's up We can just make love Never get enough You'll become an addict And be feining for my touch We could just make love Never get enough Take you to my place Imma show you what's up We can just make love Never get enough You'll become an addict And be feining for my touch She wanting me to come through Get the bottle for two We gon take it to the room She wanting me to come through Get the bottle for two We gon take it to the room So tell me how you want it, want it You a freak girl why you being modest So tell me how you want it, want it Open up girl tell me and be honest Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home How you wanna do it Every single position We be doing rounds Till we outta commission We can take our time Never really can finish Or we do it fast I hit it with the quickness then I'm gone Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home I just wanna take you home Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home I just wanna take you home Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home I just wanna take you home Ah, ah, ah, ah I just wanna take you home Come home
Writer(s): Steven Kubie, Gerald Sandor Yusuf, Nicholas Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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