Contact?

We can take it slow, one at a time
Tell me everything, on yo mind
Never be afraid
Come on baby what you gotta say?
Don't be upset, you my favorite subject
Yea we can have some fun sex, laying by the sunset
And if I leave, who gon' run back?
Counting all my money up, tryna get my funds back
Speeding so fast, like a drunk ex
I don't give a shit bitch, suck on my nut sack
She my favorite contact
But she can't see the problem, hoe needs some contacts
What the fuck is your issue?
If you wanted to cry baby, I'll be your tissue
Cause the truth is
We got so much potential
I'll be sitting here with you
And there won't be an issue
Put your body on me baby, I'll make it simple
Ain't nobody got me smiling, showing my dimples
Give you a baby, to suck on yo nipples
(Yea yea, yea yea)
(Yea yea, yea yea)
(Yea, yea)
(Yea)
(Yea yea, yea, yea)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Arratia
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