Replay

Really should go home, calls roam
But you fine, it's a dime
Where's the lie?
Where's the things that this money can't buy?
Where's the love that never could die?
In your arcade tryna win your prize
It's your face lil bae, it's your size
It's them lips
It's your voice
it's them thighs
in my ear telling me about drugs I should try
Where do I buy?
Inside my mind is a blip, blurry nights
It's a third eye
I can feel your vibe
Like I know your story
This night is a recording

My mind is playing your song on replay
I should do this shit again like a replay
You should have someone in this race, in this relay
City be sleep but this night is a freeway

My mind is playing your song on replay
I should do this shit again like a replay
You should have someone in this race, in this relay
City be sleep but this night is a freeway

But this night is a -
But this night is a -
But this night is a freeway

Bend it over
Touch your toes
She a goat
She a goat

Bend it over
Touch your toes
She a goat
She a goat

Bend it over
Touch your toes
She a goat
She a goat

Bend it over
Touch your toes
She a goat
She a goat



Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Cooley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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