Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mirror , by - Somo. Release date: 16.03.2017
Song language: English
Mirror |
| Saddle up right now |
| Should’ve known, when you picked up your phone |
| It goes down in this town |
| You don’t have to be alone |
| I can fuck you right |
| I can make you scream and moan |
| Imma do this right |
| Imma take you to that zone |
| Uh, uh, little freaky shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Uh, uh, X-rated shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Let’s get up out this club, club |
| Lemme get you outta here, here |
| Imma get you out the clothes, clothes |
| Make them panties disappear, -pear |
| I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall |
| And then I rip my shirt off, off |
| Run my hands up to your hair, your hair |
| As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror |
| Had enough by now |
| Should’ve known when you hopped in these sheets |
| That I’ll hold it down |
| You don’t have to be alone |
| Turn the light off |
| Futuristic mindset running miles |
| Say you wanna wife up, wearing white gowns |
| You got me thinking 'bout it the way you slide down |
| The way you slide down |
| Uh, uh, little freaky shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Uh, uh, X-rated shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Let’s get up out this club, club |
| Lemme get you outta here, here |
| Imma get you out the clothes, clothes |
| Make them panties disappear, -pear |
| I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall |
| And then I rip my shirt off, off |
| Run my hands up to your hair, your hair |
| As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror |
| Strapped up |
| Yeah, you know what I’m looking for |
| Lips, lie |
| Girl you know what I need you to say |
| Hips, roar |
| Tell your girls that you gotta get going |
| It’s two o' clock in the morning |
| Uh, uh, little freaky shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Uh, uh, X-rated shit |
| In the mirror, mirror |
| Let’s get up out this club, club |
| Lemme get you outta here, here |
| Imma get you out the clothes, clothes |
| Make them panties disappear, -pear |
| I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall |
| And then I rip my shirt off, off |
| Run my hands up to your hair, your hair |
| As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror |