Wet Dreamz

Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby

At midnight
Can I
Call you
To fuck on? (Oh, to)
From sundown
'Til it come up
Can you be somethin'
To fuck on? (Fuck on)

Don't know what your plans is (no)
I could give a fuck 'bout what your plans is (no)
If I hit your line, would you answer?
Whoever it is, you better cancel
I was thinkin' maybe you can fall through (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
So I can put this pussy on you
You know that shit good for the both of us
No, ooh, ooh

Wet my dreams tonight
All that shit you've been talking, give it to me
Oh (oh), I'm tight (I'm tight)

At midnight
Can I
Call you
To fuck on? (Fuck on)
From sundown
'Til it come up
Can you be somethin'
To fuck on? (Fucked up)

Beep, beep, beep, beep (beep)
Fold you over like the front seat, seat, seat (seat)
Let you show me what that head talk hit like
See if you can fit the whole thing inside
All this talkin' when I know we should fuckin' (oh)
All this temptation, if I'm nothin' (oh)
I'ma make some pussy whisper when you comin', oh (yeah)

Wet dreams (let dreams), let fly (let fly)
All that shit you've been talking, time to back it up tonight (back it up tonight)

Ooh, at midnight (at midnight)
Can I (can I)
Call you? (call you?)
To fuck on (fuck on you)
From sundown (oh)
'Til it come up (oh, yeah, yeah, woah, woah)
Can you be somethin'
To fuck on?

Yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Girl, girl (whoa, whoa)
Yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah
(Wet dreams, oh) yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
(Yeah) oh yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah
Fuck on you, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Girl, girl (whoa, whoa)
Yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah
(Wet dreams, oh) yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Amber Streeter, Tyler Jeffery Rohn, Jeremy Felton, Andre Robertson, Andrew Neely
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