Down (feat. Mansa)

Pretty girl, hey what's your number?
Ice cold but you're dressed like it's summer
Take your time while you wind on me
I bought a little, now it's time to live
(Tell me, tell me) Girl, tell me how you feelin'
Is it me, is it me that you needin'?
We can go, we can go, we can go
Let me see you get down low, down low

Low, low

Grab your jacket, meet me by the door
Wind slow, make that pretty hit the floor
Take your time though, you make my mind blow
Pretty face-I still hit it from behind though
But I know that I'm first in bursting
Only make your ass work when you twerking
'Cause you know I'm that type of guy
To treat you right so you stay the night
And no lie
When I say that you're better than my ex
Sent all over my bed
I'm full black and she dresses in red
Leave her lipstick all over my neck
You ratchet, you a bad chick
Put you on the floor like I forgot I had a mattress
Breathing down my neck your teeth and my ear
I like the way you whispering in different language

Pretty girl, hey what's your number
Ice cold but you're dressed like it's summer
Take your time while you wind on me
I bought a little now it's time to live
(Tell me, tell me) Girl, tell me how you feelin'
Is it me, is it me that you needin'?
We can go, we can go, we can go
Let me see you get down low, down low, low

Girl, tell me how you feelin'
Is it me, is it me that you needin'?
We can go, we can go, we can go
Let me see you get down low, down low

Let me see you get down low, down low

We can go, we can go, we can go

Let me see you get down low, down low

UNO, DOS, TRES, CUATRO

Low, low

Let me see you get down low, down low, low

Low, low



Credits
Writer(s): Fullah Brima
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