You Got It

Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
I'on even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own

Before I die I wanna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own

ਪਿਆਰ ਕਰਦਾ, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
और अभी मुझे घर नहीं जाना, अकेली मत छोड़ो

ਪਿਆਰ ਕਰਦਾ, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
ਬੱਚਾ ਨਹੀਂ ਚਾਹੀਏ, ਯਾਰਾ ਕਹਿੰਦੀ
और अभी मुझे घर नहीं जाना, अकेली मत छोड़ो

ਪਿਆਰ ਕਰਦਾ, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
ਬੱਚਾ ਨਹੀਂ ਚਾਹੀਏ, ਯਾਰਾ ਕਹਿੰਦੀ
और अभी मुझे घर नहीं जाना, अकेली मत छोड़ो

Should I bless you with this?
Should I bless you with this?
You got it, boy, you got it
तूप्यारा है, तू प्यारा
You got it, boy, you got it

Boy, you've been running on my mind
One time a day 'cause our lovin' is divine
I don't wanna wait, lose this feelin', lose my mind
I don't need no space, no time, I feel alive
Ooh, shawty wanna move, I just wanna give you what I do
Baby, if I don't go with you, I'm going away
I don't want to know you if you don't want me this way
And shawty, I just wanna feel your love and
You don't gotta show me bread or nothin'
Baby, you don't want me to fall in love

'Cause I don't wanna
जाते हैं, जाते हैं
वहाँ-वहाँ जाते हैं, जाते...
I don't-

I don't wanna go there, I don't wanna play
If you want this lovin', I'll go straight away
Say you want my heart, but I can't believe you bae
Baby, if you want this pussy, you gonna behave, ooh

You know I like it like that
Roll one for me when we down, we could spark it
When you eat me, feelin' like a fuckin' rocket
Baby, can't believe it's real until you stop it, ooh-ooh-ooh

I know you wanna fuck me baby (She a baby)
And if we do, we might have some babies (You crazy)
You don't really wanna go back home (Fuck it)
Fuck a rubber, I'ma slide up in here raw (You know)

Uh, and shorty after the song
I'ma see you face to face, and I'ma beat up your walls
When you make a thug feel only last so long
I know you got a couple problems, I'ma handle them all

No biggie, uh
I'm strictly for the streets, baby
Yeah, your mama, she a sweet lady
Uh, I'm thuggin' 'til I feel crazy
In your arms late night when I'm feelin' lazy

Uh, do you got me like I got you?
Pistol cocked, drive-by when we ride through
Yeah, I know you love it when I slide through
Ooh-yeah, put that pussy in my view

When I, when I need you
Where you comin' from? A place and let me eat you
Bent you over, fuck you right, and then I feed you
Yeah, you know you fuckin' with a street dude
Yeah, I'm thuggin' 'til I see you
A couple things in these streets I can teach you

Yeah, I know you like my tone
How you like this long dick deep down your throat (You got it, boy, you got it)
Choke, never leave me alone
Roll up a blunt and we can smoke up some more, baby (तू प्यारा है, तू प्यारा...)
You got it, boy, you got it

ਪਿਆਰ ਕਰਦਾ, I'm trying to fuck you, baby
ਬੱਚਾ ਨਹੀਂ ਚਾਹੀਏ, ਯਾਰਾ ਕਹਿੰਦੀ
और अभी मुझे घर नहीं जाना, अकेली मत छोड़ो
अकेली मत छोड़ो
अकेली मत छोड़ो

Baby, I'ma let you hit it raw
Got me in my feelings, you the one
मुझे ये नहीं समझा
क्यूँ मेरा दिल धड़कन
तू प्यारा है, तू प्यारा है, boy
तू प्यारा है, तू प्यार...

I don't wanna...
जाते हैं, जाते हैं
वहाँ-वहाँ जाते हैं, जाते...
I don't wanna...



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne, Roy Orbison
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