Voulet

Bring out the bouquet
Bottle of voulet
I'm tryna wear ya
Out like a pair of concord 11 j's

And see my baby told me
I should keep it kinky like 4c
And if he want it and he needs
He'll just call me
I keep a silk kimono dress in my handbag
The type of things I keep on hand
Cause he like that

We could escape
No time to delay
I'm tryna show ya

There's no need to stress bout
This, that, the third
I came to take off
It's pleasure amidst all of this chaos
As far as I'm concerned

I wish you would stop sweatin'
The small stuff
Baby now cut that out

Relax your mind
Kick up your feet
Place your worries to the side
And wave your hands to this bеat
People run they mouth and
Ain't got nowhеre to be
They stay lyin' through they teeth
Keep your affairs out these streets

La-da-da-da-di-di-di
La-da-da-da-di-da-di
La-da-da-da-daayyy

And he don't wanna waste no time
But I know patience is virtue
But rest to sure I'll set it off
With the right mood
So pour another drink for me
In my wine glass
And baby take it nice and slow
Cause I like that

I wish you would stop sweatin'
The small stuff baby
Now cut that out

Relax your mind
Kick up your feet
Place your worries to the side
And wave your hand to the beat
People run they mouth and ain't got...



Credits
Writer(s): Brittani Jones
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