GPS
Let me navigate your body
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Weekend on a playa, deep as a cenote
Sweeter than papaya, milk it like I'm Yoplait
Reading your desires like it's written all on your face
We can hit the islands, we can fuck at your place
I came over, eyes glazed over
Change your views, ride Range Rovers
Slide that coast, Bas control you
While you got my hopes, right, right
Tulum for two, I just knew soon that I got some loot
That's what I was gon' do
You've been so patient, it's due and I do
Promise, be faithful to you, yeah, I do
Coach and the player retired (no cap)
How you break in? It require a key (require key)
I hear your voice like a choir (no cap)
You drown the noise like it's quiet to me (quiet to me)
We ain't had a post that summer, we was broke that summer
Stayed afloat that summer, tryna coast past summer
How we both dragged under the tide
Draw a road map, burn it and hide
Like a phone tap, ain't no replies, just quiet
Let me navigate your body
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Just tell me where
Your body is all, is all mine, yeah
You got your ring on, while I'ma hide (inside)
Ooh, you bad
I know what you're thinking about
Girl, ain't no question, I'm taking you down
All the pleasure is ours
Baby, I'll drive, won't you ride (ride, baby)
Cruisin', controllin' your hips tonight (yeah, yeah)
If you want to, you can sit on your throne, babe
Your throne
Let me navigate your body
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Just tell me where
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Weekend on a playa, deep as a cenote
Sweeter than papaya, milk it like I'm Yoplait
Reading your desires like it's written all on your face
We can hit the islands, we can fuck at your place
I came over, eyes glazed over
Change your views, ride Range Rovers
Slide that coast, Bas control you
While you got my hopes, right, right
Tulum for two, I just knew soon that I got some loot
That's what I was gon' do
You've been so patient, it's due and I do
Promise, be faithful to you, yeah, I do
Coach and the player retired (no cap)
How you break in? It require a key (require key)
I hear your voice like a choir (no cap)
You drown the noise like it's quiet to me (quiet to me)
We ain't had a post that summer, we was broke that summer
Stayed afloat that summer, tryna coast past summer
How we both dragged under the tide
Draw a road map, burn it and hide
Like a phone tap, ain't no replies, just quiet
Let me navigate your body
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Just tell me where
Your body is all, is all mine, yeah
You got your ring on, while I'ma hide (inside)
Ooh, you bad
I know what you're thinking about
Girl, ain't no question, I'm taking you down
All the pleasure is ours
Baby, I'll drive, won't you ride (ride, baby)
Cruisin', controllin' your hips tonight (yeah, yeah)
If you want to, you can sit on your throne, babe
Your throne
Let me navigate your body
Let my fingers cruise all over
Like a GPS, I'm guiding
Drop a pin and move in closer
'Cause I can show the way beneath the sheets, baby
Just tell me where
I can take you anywhere you please, baby
Just tell me where
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
(Just tell me where)
Credits
Writer(s): Abbas Hamad, Xavier Adams, Jeppe Gron, Matias Koedt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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