Pink Crocodile
I'm her lover yeah I done fell in love again
I gave her the part to walk her through the summer yeah
Woman so atomic might not use a rubber yeah
Lady I just wanna crawl into your bunker yeah
We could take a little trip over to your apartment
A lot kisses on your cheeks and where you want 'em
Imma bring the sun where it never shine
Don't let me see you calling no other man
Don't wanna see you calling no other man
I give you more than you ever had
And where we go imma hold your hand
To let them know who my lover yeah
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
No need to know where
We're going right now
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
That leads from nowhere
To Norway
Nice to meet ya slowly going faster
Loving in your eyes got me sinking like an anchor
I really like how you never needed answers
You full of hustle darling get your freaking bands up
Ooh my gawd she loves to be the man bruh
Cooks and knows just how to keep her mans up
All in the bed gentle pillow fight
Then a conversa' bout all dem tings internalised
My gawd me got no complaints
And you got you got soul and waist
What them gyals be like no compare
Baby there's no compare
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
No need to know where
We're going right now
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
That leads from nowhere
To Norway
I gave her the part to walk her through the summer yeah
Woman so atomic might not use a rubber yeah
Lady I just wanna crawl into your bunker yeah
We could take a little trip over to your apartment
A lot kisses on your cheeks and where you want 'em
Imma bring the sun where it never shine
Don't let me see you calling no other man
Don't wanna see you calling no other man
I give you more than you ever had
And where we go imma hold your hand
To let them know who my lover yeah
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
No need to know where
We're going right now
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
That leads from nowhere
To Norway
Nice to meet ya slowly going faster
Loving in your eyes got me sinking like an anchor
I really like how you never needed answers
You full of hustle darling get your freaking bands up
Ooh my gawd she loves to be the man bruh
Cooks and knows just how to keep her mans up
All in the bed gentle pillow fight
Then a conversa' bout all dem tings internalised
My gawd me got no complaints
And you got you got soul and waist
What them gyals be like no compare
Baby there's no compare
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
No need to know where
We're going right now
Take all take all my love from Sunday
We left by runway
That leads from nowhere
To Norway
Credits
Writer(s): Amo Achille
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