Maria

Hush-hush, easy
She like my style ya know?
She dey feel the old boy (boy, boy)
Yeah, huh, yeah

Merry go, merry go
Say she wanna chill me and roll
Even though she doesn't know the distance
She knows I'll blow, she knows I'll blow (pow, pow, pow)
Wait until I sign to a label
You should see the thighs on the table
Oh, she super size but I fantasize
Remind me of my horses in the stable

Mary wanna come on weekends
But she leave all the way eastern
She say the feeling is all different
In my arm's where she'll be sleeping
She like to drill, like to drill, yeah (yeah, yeah)
She wanna chill, wanna chill, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I bet she know the deal, I'm the realest

She know on time that I met her is my favorite
Ride me like a horse, ride me like a Porsche
We don't care about distance, cut the pull by the door
She so persistent, exactly what I want
She'd do anything everything
That's why they call her boss (let them have it)

I wanna go wherever you take me
I wanna go wherever you go
I know you want me to be the angel of you



Credits
Writer(s): Louis Sharpe, Joey Gardner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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