L.O.M.L.

Pass on by, let me get a look, yeah
That's all mine, and now you got me hooked, yeah
You a meal, I didn't know you catered
You so fine, just like momma made ya

Both of my eyes on your body
You curvy just like a Bugatti
Ima see if you nice or you naughty
Now ride me like I'm your Ducati
You can move but I could top it
Got a groove now there's no stopping
Show me your dance up in private, damn
You went from good to straight wildin' aye

Break it down, throw it back, aye
Take it off, lemme snack, aye

Strut your stuff
don't be rough
I'm filling up, damn
I'm loving up
Then I'm cuffing up
While you it up, damn

Got a girl who like to throw it, she bad and she know it
And she can't show it 'til we blowin'
That's how we rollin'
Hop in the bed, don't be looking 'round
We doing it up 'til the second round
Start on the top take you to the floor
Have you screaming out, por más amor

Pass on by, let me get a look, yeah
That's all mine, and now you got me hooked, yeah
You a meal, I didn't know you catered
You so fine, just like momma made ya

LOML, I bet you can tell, I'm getting kinda feisty
Ready, set, go
I'm dying for love, I need to fill up, I wanna drive you crazy
I hope that you know

Make them so jealous by flexing your ring
Tell them back off cuz you my bad bad bad thing
Tell them what's up
Tell them what's good
We got that good love that nobody should
I'll hop in the whip
Roll to your crib
Making more love like we already did

Pass on by, let me get a look, yeah
That's all mine, and now you got me hooked, yeah
You a meal, I didn't know you catered
You so fine, just like momma made ya
Now that's a wife but we'll have to do that later
Love of my life, you an answer to my prayer
You set the time, I'll worry 'bout the where
Tell a lie, I don't think that they'll care



Credits
Writer(s): Noble King
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