GooseBumps (feat. 4mari & LB Fresco) [Remix]

Ahh
Yo play that real quick

Goosebumps this the remix baby
She don't wanna be saved, fuck a prefix baby
She drop top like a new Mercedes
Turn around do a full 180

Can I hit it from the back, you could see it from the front
Throw it in reverse, Ima park it on her trunk
Girl that ass could pay the rent, I ain't even gonna stunt
You could get it up front, like the first of the month

Goosebumps baby, beat go stupid
Hands on ya knees baby, let me see you move it
The way you throw it back, I might loose it
Love struck, girl that booty on Cupid

Ima make you feel good, got ya skin crawling
Said she never been in love, she just now falling
Throw it back on my lap, throw it all on it
Hit the silent on ya phone, that's ya man calling

She pick the phone up like, listen why you stressing me
Now I got somebody that could hit it more aggressively
She know I hit it the best, no second guessing me
But I ain't tryna fall in love, never get the best of me

Ima make you feel good, make you sweat like you should
I don't wanna fall in love, I don't think that I could
Baby if you act up, send her back to the hood
Might be heartless, or maybe I'm just misunderstood (ugh)

I know I got her crawling, skin covered, so appalling
I know she soaking wet, baby come and throw it on it
We could get it all night till the early morning
Neighbors hear you moaning

Legs up wide, baby make you touch the ceiling
Legs went numb, ima make you lose the feeling
Give you my potassium, it's oh so appealing
Give her sexual healing, she kneeling (ugh)

She said I give her goosebumps, I'm only being myself
She said she don't want a man, she just want someone to help
I know my role a starting player, how you benching yourself
Just hit my line when you alone, if you want me to come thru

Goosebumps, baby can you feel it
Goosebumps, baby can you dig
I hit record now you acting, I get to smacking and clapping
And you could see I'm about action, I get to stroking with passion

Beat it up, beat it up, beat it up yeah
Oh that's ya man? Well we don't give a fuck yeah
I could see it in your face that you're bored and you're stuck
Top 3 like a clover, you could come test ya luck

Goosebumps baby, beat go stupid
Hands on ya knees baby, let me see you move it
The way you throw it back, I might loose it
Love struck, girl that booty on Cupid

Ima make you feel good, got ya skin crawling
Said she never been in love, she just now falling
Throw it back on my lap, throw it all on it
Hit the silent on ya phone, that's ya man calling

Goosebumps, mamacita got the best of me
I just want her legs to the right and to the left of me
Pulling both ribs, beat it like she owe a debt to me
She so thick, she a necessity (bruh)

But I ain't Tyron, I ain't looking for wives
And I don't give a fuck if you smoke, I'm loving them thighs
I'm tryna give ya feet high fives, while I'm balls deep
Till the sun up, we ain't counting sheep (nah)

Shawty wanna date me, but she hate me cause she love
And I love her for the night, then I love Stacy
Then I'm loving Stacy's mom
Or maybe Jessica or Gracy, could be Deja, Alexie, or Tracy

Told you that I'm racing thru these rubbers like I'm Michelin
Keep the cheeks smacking and the foreheads glistening
Heart stay cold like it got air conditioning
Ladies I hope you really listening

Was you listening, was you listening
Put the kids all on ya face, now you glistening
Girl I know you feeling blessed this ya christening
Give you everything you missin' (listen)

Baby throw it back, put it on my lap
Ass fat I'm a dog, let me see that kitty cat
Pitty pat, get to drumming on that ass don't know how to act
Gotta Mac no strings, don't you get attached

Baby don't you mix emotions wit the tonic
I know you love the pain, smoking on the chronic
Do you like the way it sound? It's melodic
Ima stretch you all out like pilates

And Ima make you feel good, got ya skin crawling
Said she never been in love, she just now falling
Throw it back on my lap, throw it all on it
Hit that silent on ya phone, that's ya man calling
(Damn)



Credits
Writer(s): Leonard Cedeno
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