Can't Anymore

(We got London on the track, on the track)

Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front (a front, a front)
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want

Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can't anymore, yeah

That's a round (that's a round), round on round (round on round)
Coming in (coming in), coming out (coming out)
We tryna come (tryna come), to our senses (to our senses)
But we keep pouring up this senseless

Got my body on point so I need pick
Gotta be good paid with the whip, whip
He like, "When you gon' give, when you gon' give your number to me?"
I'm like, "If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want"
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on no front"

Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can't anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can't anymore, yeah

Got a waist (got a waist), likkle waist (likkle waist)
Fi ya little pon, when you taste (when you taste)
Have man a gaze, pretty face
Walk with slim top on heavy bass

So what we gon' do to get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah
To get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah

If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front"

Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can't anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can't no more

(We got London on the track, on the track)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Christian, Arsenio Archer, Ayoola Agboola, London Tyler Holmes, Chinsea Linda Lee, Remey Williams, Badriia Bourelly
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