| You got that good love
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| I want it all from you
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| You can depend on me
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| To put it all on you
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| Baby depend on me
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| And I won’t let you down
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| No I won’t let you down
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| No I won’t let you down
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| Yeah
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| Give me rondevu for the weekend
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| I don’t even need to get sleep in
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| Get it poppin' like the champagne
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| Get to freakin' and I’m goin' deep in
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| Ride it like a surfboard
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| Ride it like a surfboard
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| Can you handle that wave?
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| Tell me do you want more
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| Vicky secrets on the floor
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| Put that «Don't Disturb» on the door
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| She said «daddy follow me and put it in the air just to tell me that’s yours»
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| You respect the hustle
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| And you respect the grind
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| But when I’m home and we all alone you know I’m going overtime
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| I told you «girl I gotta shine»
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| Won’t let no nigga fuck with mine
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| And I ain’t worried bout them hoes only need your lovin' in my life
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| Only need your lovin' yeah I said it
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| That feeling just like heaven
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| We sweat it out in every session
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| I ain’t pull out and won’t regret it
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| I need all that love
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| Come and bring it to me
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| And when we in the sheets |
| It’s like you singing to me
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| Me and you we got history
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| Them other bitches ain’t shit to me
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| For your love I come swiftly
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| Fuck it up and double dip in it
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| Henny in my cup sippin it
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| Round tour you know I’m with the shit
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| You lovin' how I’m steady grippin' it
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| You love it how I’m always diligent
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| Get to scratchin' when you feelin' it
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| I’m Michael Myers how I’m killin' it
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| I’m Mr. Spielberg how I’m filming it
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| I flip it over like I’m grillin' it
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| I picked you up on the West Side
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| Cause you said you feelin' stressed out
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| Now I got you on my bedside
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| Music playin legs stretched out
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| Like every time it ain’t nothing new
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| Conversations lead to touching you
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| I just can’t seem to get enough of you
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| I get a rush from when I’m loving you that’s why I fuck with you
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| Yeah |