Shooting Star
Keep it on the hush
I just want your loving here
Let me lead
Hold my hand
I got a plan
I don't ever get the hold up
You told me last time you're here
You tried to leave him
Go and do that
Then come right back
You afraid once your done
You won't find love so fun
You gave years girl what a run
Now You don't want anyone
How many times will you try?
It seems your one and done
Girl I know
It's getting a little old
You Still gotta
Open up your arms
Open up your heart
And let someone in
What can make you break?
All it's gotta take
Is me trying again
Open up
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
Ah
Show me your best yes
And Give me what's left
Do you hear me?
Give me what's left
Ahhh Give me what's left of you
Do you hear me?
Give me what's left
Do you hear me
Tell me what's next
Ah the rest of you
Back and forth
You worth the wait
Shackled up
You'd rather play
Demons out here
With us When it's getting late
Eat between those legs
I got expensive taste
Exotic bitches
That's you I mention
Some Picked fences
With the matching benzes
Rub my lamp
I'm granting all your wishes
Hope you really with it baby
You Still gotta
Open up your arms
Open up your heart
And let someone in
What can make you break?
All it's gotta take
Is me trying again
Open up
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
I just want your loving here
Let me lead
Hold my hand
I got a plan
I don't ever get the hold up
You told me last time you're here
You tried to leave him
Go and do that
Then come right back
You afraid once your done
You won't find love so fun
You gave years girl what a run
Now You don't want anyone
How many times will you try?
It seems your one and done
Girl I know
It's getting a little old
You Still gotta
Open up your arms
Open up your heart
And let someone in
What can make you break?
All it's gotta take
Is me trying again
Open up
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
Ah
Show me your best yes
And Give me what's left
Do you hear me?
Give me what's left
Ahhh Give me what's left of you
Do you hear me?
Give me what's left
Do you hear me
Tell me what's next
Ah the rest of you
Back and forth
You worth the wait
Shackled up
You'd rather play
Demons out here
With us When it's getting late
Eat between those legs
I got expensive taste
Exotic bitches
That's you I mention
Some Picked fences
With the matching benzes
Rub my lamp
I'm granting all your wishes
Hope you really with it baby
You Still gotta
Open up your arms
Open up your heart
And let someone in
What can make you break?
All it's gotta take
Is me trying again
Open up
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
You pray for
A shooting star
A shooting star
To wish for someone like me
Credits
Writer(s): Rabeeh Istanbouli
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