No Clothes On

She freaky with the text
And she freaky with the sex
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home
She freaky with the text
Let's just see what happens next oh
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home

You shining like a diamond
She want the flyest nigga, I got options
Girl throw that pussy like we in the tropics
And we turning up, you know we poppin' hot shit yeah
Stay in tune
Hop up in this spaceship
Take it straight to the moon
I don't like to smoke, but I be geekin' with you
And I'm not a mind reader
She done been around the block
So I know I can't deceive her oh

She freaky with the text
And she freaky with the sex
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home
She freaky with the text
Let's just see what happens next oh
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home

Hit me the late text
Light one up, we rolling
I got a lil game I can give you right
Shawti, we ain't even really gotta party
I see you wanna fuck me in the lobby
You got your heels on
But you want a lil feel? Oouu

She freaky with the text
And she freaky with the sex
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home
She freaky with the text
Let's just see what happens next oh
Oouu no clothes on
Oouu she don't wanna go home



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Writer(s): Justice Riley
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