I Wanna See U (feat. Alan Who & Voodoo Chow)

What's on your mind
Who been in your bed
I got a nine who taking the bet
Need to recline you getting the rest
We intertwine you fucking the best
Stand on top of the mind
Running out of the time
Baby the summer's mine
I'm making a mess
All of it on the line
Everything that I find
Aging better than wine
You getting undressed

Wake up wake up
Had to go get my own pay up
Never been addicted to the
But I'll take some
Everyone fake sum
Had a bad bitch wanna say sum
How do I say sum
Not really in the mood wanna lay up
Chillin my room no view in the windows
Sunblock curtain writers block
Like I only want few of my kinfolk
Playing Nintendo
Smashing all night nympho
Sexual in you end up sexting me
It's so simple
Fucking you to the tiempo
Hold it in you only cum when I say so
If I say so

What's on your mind
Who been in your bed
I got a nine who taking the bet
Need to recline you getting the rest
We intertwine you fucking the best
Stand on top of the mind
Running out of the time
Baby the summer's mine
I'm making a mess
All of it on the line
Everything that I find
Aging better than wine
You getting undressed

Scared of what you don't know
I don't want to give away the info
Glitter but ain't all gold
Still so hard to let go
Love but I feel this latency
Your touch my lips inside you
Face on the wall your hand in one place
Rough in the morning
Fucking all day
Mouth in the parts you think I won't taste
Bites on your neck
The bruise will just fade
I could've sworn you're perfect
I'll wait and see
Ohhh
Ride till you cum increasing intensity
Ohhh

What's on your mind
Who been in your bed
I got a nine who taking the bet
Need to recline you getting the rest
We intertwine you fucking the best
Stand on top of the mind
Running out of the time
Baby the summer's mine
I'm making a mess
All of it on the line
Everything that I find
Aging better than wine
You getting undressed

Oh my god
Oh fuck

Stay for the night
Pour up the drank
Hold up reset rewind
Fuck it okay we'll try some for things
Tell me your mans ain't home for the day
Pacing and pacing your pussy drive me insane
I keep on telling myself
That your just another acquaintance
But I'll go home with a feeling
That I'm alone for a reason
So I wake up in the morning
And cope with some of your photos
Cold heart and lethal
Almost everyday but baby I need to see you
Put you on your back and you love it
I wanna eat you
Never mind the pain when you bite my shoulder
I feel you
It's hard to understand the level we go on
You taking off my shirt
I'm ripping off your bra
Put the music in the back
With a bottle beside your bed
And the night continuing on
What the hell are smoking on
Ah ah ah ah ah



Credits
Writer(s): Maury Ibarra
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