Wood Boy

Like, you know what it is, pop
You know what's good, pop
Ya feel me, pop?
You know what's good

Who am I foolin'? It's nice when your body is near mine
I need you more than I admit sometimes
I want you on top of me
I've been frontin', I've been acting deep
But I miss you bein' in my sheets
I want you on top of me

Damn, he fillin' up my body
Damn, he fillin' up my body
Damn, I like him inside me
Oh, ooh, yeah-yeah

He's stackin' that wood
Just like he should
Got my wood, Wood Boy (boy)
He's stackin' that wood
Just like he should
Got my wood, Wood Boy

Turn me up, think I'm gon' need some jazz after this
Need some wine in my glass after this
Put my future and my past after this (rearrange me)
Turn me out, think I'ma need a map after this
'Cause I don't know where anything is
Where's the grocery store? What's my address? What's my name again?

Damn, he fillin' up my body
Damn, he fillin' up my body
Damn, I like him inside me
Oh, ooh, yeah-yeah

He's stackin' that wood
Just like he should
Got my wood, Wood Boy (boy)
He's stackin' that wood
Just like he should
Got my wood, Wood Boy

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Sampha Sisay, Tyrone Carter, Jonathan Wise
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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