Addicted
I'm addicted to the way we love
I'm addicted to the way you touch me
Got me fiendin', you're my drug
Got me screamin' out in pure ecstasy
And you know I like it rough
Yeah, I barely had enough, just trust me
I could never get enough
I'm addicted to the way you love me
Way you love me, hold me, touch me
Fuck me, hold me
Don't you let me go, go, go
Let me go, go, go
Don't you let me
Go
Talkin' all night
Baby, it's time to show me
You can back it up, right?
Sippin' on white
No, I don't bitе
Unless that's just something you like
Littlе advice, babe
You ain't gon' find nobody who this icy
You ain't gon' find no one who do it like me
I got elite shit, baby, I could unleash it, baby
I'm talkin' real shit, baby, ooh
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh
Don't be so shy, give a try
If you think you catchin' a vibe
Know that I'm fine (Yeah, you know that I'm fine)
So please tell me, where did I lie?
Little advice, babe
You ain't gon' find no one 'less you decisive
If you think I'm the one, then go on, invite me
'Vite me over to the fuckin' crib
Show me what the fuck it really is
Talk is cheap, just show me how you live
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh (We could get it on)
(On, we could go, we could)
(Go, go, take me)
I'm addicted to the way you touch me
Got me fiendin', you're my drug
Got me screamin' out in pure ecstasy
And you know I like it rough
Yeah, I barely had enough, just trust me
I could never get enough
I'm addicted to the way you love me
Way you love me, hold me, touch me
Fuck me, hold me
Don't you let me go, go, go
Let me go, go, go
Don't you let me
Go
Talkin' all night
Baby, it's time to show me
You can back it up, right?
Sippin' on white
No, I don't bitе
Unless that's just something you like
Littlе advice, babe
You ain't gon' find nobody who this icy
You ain't gon' find no one who do it like me
I got elite shit, baby, I could unleash it, baby
I'm talkin' real shit, baby, ooh
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh
Don't be so shy, give a try
If you think you catchin' a vibe
Know that I'm fine (Yeah, you know that I'm fine)
So please tell me, where did I lie?
Little advice, babe
You ain't gon' find no one 'less you decisive
If you think I'm the one, then go on, invite me
'Vite me over to the fuckin' crib
Show me what the fuck it really is
Talk is cheap, just show me how you live
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh
Leave with your bros on your own
Or we could get it on all night long, oh (We could get it on)
(On, we could go, we could)
(Go, go, take me)
Credits
Writer(s): Ayana Alexander, Nigel Sparkes, Rashad Johnson, Aaron Rogers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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