Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wait Till You See Her, artist - Vic Damone. Album song That Towering Feeling!, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 05.11.2019
Record label: Limitless Int
Song language: English
Wait Till You See Her |
| I mean, ya know |
| I betta just show you |
| But, I mean, if you wanted to talk about it, shit |
| Had ya like oh, Sean Brown, oh oh oh |
| Wait till we get home, I got some things I really wanna do |
| You been true to yo nigga since the begginin', that’s the truth |
| Leave that lady at the door and turn her to the freak I know |
| Get me my own stripper show, drop yo panties to the flo' |
| Here we go, takin' off, let yo mind just lose control |
| Let yo body take ova, we can do it fast or slow |
| Let me know, I swear it drippin', body slippin', monster rate (?) |
| You like the good bae, we gon' keep it thumpin' |
| Oh, yeah, no hesitation, let’s take it all away |
| We gon' do it all through the night until we see the day |
| I’m addicted, you my fix, I think I need anotha hit |
| Girl, stop playn, come ova here, get on top of this |
| Sweety little thing wait till we get home |
| J' wait till we get home |
| Sure, I came up the stairs, to the room, close the door |
| All night, finna go, all night |
| Girl, it’s the way I go, from the shop to the bed |
| To the floor like I got nothin' on me |
| Girl, just wait till we get home |
| And I bet you gon' need that |
| Ya moanin', best believe that |
| (2: Math Allen) |
| Juices flowin' got no patience |
| I’mma strip ya down right here |
| The way you look you stay in the gym |
| Just to keep up with that rear |
| Heart poundin', lil nervous |
| Don’t be scared, that’s natural |
| I feel bad for them otha ones that had to let ya go |
| Just to let ya know, everything I say is actual |
| Facts, that’s fo' sure, and yo body, I need more of that |
| Ass fat, it don’t fit in em jeans, and I need all of that |
| Set the tone, put some R&B and we ain’t goin' back |
| Spark that plug, baby get lifted |
| Talk nasty, baby talk yo shit |
| Kill all vibe, don’t let no bitch |
| Ruin our thing, now bring em lips |
| Closer to me, you the director, baby, now start the movie |
| Cut dough again, show me how ya gonna do me |
| Next scene, new role, we can trade places |
| On the bed, to the floor, fuck a vacation |
| Cuz we got everything we needed from the fuck |
| I’mma need ya dope, not to be dumb, but make it up |
| Wait till we get home |
| J' wait till we get home |
| Sure, I came up the stairs, to the room, close the door |
| All night, finna go, all night |
| Girl, it’s the way I go, from the shop to the bed |
| To the floor like I got nothin' on me |
| Girl, just wait till we get home |
| And I bet you gon' need that |
| Ya moanin', best believe that |