Slow Jam
Yeah
Let's go
I said I wasn't gon' do it no more
But I had to do
Look
I swear after tonight
You gon' remember this
Like your first love
First phone
First kiss
I'm a freak in the bed
You better ask around
And when I start to kissing on your neck
You know the next scene I'm going down
This ain't no ordinary
I know you ain't used to this
When I kiss your lips
Then your other lips
Ain't no moving when I'm gripping those hips
Whoo
And when I put it on ya
Don't want you to run
I'ma school your ass
Just give me that brain
Yeah girl you learning huh
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Turn up
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Remember all those times
You said I couldn't get it
But I got it done
Like all those times
I was a side nigga
But my dick always seemed to be
Your number one
Seat that you sat at
Said you couldn't fuck
Til I put on that hat
I'ma fuck you like you
Just some random bitch
Have you walking with a switch
Like Momma
When you about to get that ass whipped
I got a fetish for bitches
That do that shit in the kitchen
Let me hit it on the sink
I call it doing the dishes
And after we finish
She get to cooking chicken
She a boss bitch
And she need some assistance
Got me going so crazy so crazy
Damn baby you know
You the best with this shit
Give me that brain at work
That's how you mind your business
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Leggo
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
I'm loving the way your legs go back
Oh you one of them little flexible girls
I'ma have you gripping the sheets
Fiening
When I bust you down girl
And I love the way you shiver
With your face in the pillow
Got a nigga going deeper
That boy Milo a killer
They say sex ain't love
Well they lied to you
Cause I'm loving this sex
And little momma I gotta
Know
What's your
Fantasy
When I put you in my sex room
Start the camera up
And throw away the key
Yup
She sick on the dick
But don't throw up
Break you down
Bend you over
You feeling me
I'm off that THC
I guarantee your other nigga
Won't show up
But uh
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Turn up
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Yeah
Let's go
I said I wasn't gon' do it no more
But I had to do
Look
I swear after tonight
You gon' remember this
Like your first love
First phone
First kiss
I'm a freak in the bed
You better ask around
And when I start to kissing on your neck
You know the next scene I'm going down
This ain't no ordinary
I know you ain't used to this
When I kiss your lips
Then your other lips
Ain't no moving when I'm gripping those hips
Whoo
And when I put it on ya
Don't want you to run
I'ma school your ass
Just give me that brain
Yeah girl you learning huh
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Turn up
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Remember all those times
You said I couldn't get it
But I got it done
Like all those times
I was a side nigga
But my dick always seemed to be
Your number one
Seat that you sat at
Said you couldn't fuck
Til I put on that hat
I'ma fuck you like you
Just some random bitch
Have you walking with a switch
Like Momma
When you about to get that ass whipped
I got a fetish for bitches
That do that shit in the kitchen
Let me hit it on the sink
I call it doing the dishes
And after we finish
She get to cooking chicken
She a boss bitch
And she need some assistance
Got me going so crazy so crazy
Damn baby you know
You the best with this shit
Give me that brain at work
That's how you mind your business
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Leggo
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
I'm loving the way your legs go back
Oh you one of them little flexible girls
I'ma have you gripping the sheets
Fiening
When I bust you down girl
And I love the way you shiver
With your face in the pillow
Got a nigga going deeper
That boy Milo a killer
They say sex ain't love
Well they lied to you
Cause I'm loving this sex
And little momma I gotta
Know
What's your
Fantasy
When I put you in my sex room
Start the camera up
And throw away the key
Yup
She sick on the dick
But don't throw up
Break you down
Bend you over
You feeling me
I'm off that THC
I guarantee your other nigga
Won't show up
But uh
Baby I want to make love all night
That tequila got you coming
Out your clothes that's right
Lay that ass on my bed
And watch me do you right
A nigga do it for the ladies
Baby
This your jam right
Turn up
This is my jam for real no lie
Boy I just want to feel you deep inside
So let's fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
This is my shit
No lie, no lie, no lie
And I, and I, and I
Just want to fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Fuck right to this slow jam
Yeah
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Writer(s): Y-milo
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