SANTA MARIA
Baby I just want your body baby, back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Oh, Baby I just want your body baby back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
There's something wrongs baby, tell me why?
I got a plane to catch tonight
Baby, your presence is mine
Baby, I've been feelin' fly
Baby plase don't tell me lie
Get that drink bringin' more allies
I love youu we're like Bonnie and Clyde
Oh baby, I won't make it dry
Yeah, baby you gon' be mine
Baby u be my señorita
Left ur boyfriend only me and you tonight
Whole gang gon' slide
If you love me gimme sign
On ur neck I'll put you sign
I saw demon when you on a bed
I'm your father call me dad
I got white, I got black
AMG or S class
All this money I'm invest
That bitch lookin bad
See the stars on a wraith
She said she love me I don't care
All this diamond made me frost
And all this bitches wanna go
She get freaky on a pole
On my dick she gon' blow
I'm on a E class
Better move on
Fuckin' on that bitch on a go mode
She said she want me I said no more
She tell me like, "Baby, I got you"
She want it bad, she want me too
I'm way too raw, I'm way too blue
She hit me up, and I'm like-
Ride with me (yeah)
Drink with me (yeah)
Dance with me
She can't get off me (yeah)
She Dance like na-na-na-na-na
Bonito ca-ca-ca-ca-ca
Louis Bag, Fendi or Prada?
Late night drive hoppin' on tesla
She want me
I want her
Living forever
Together
Baby I just want your body baby, back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Oh, Baby I just want your body baby back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Houses with them hoeses gettin' alright
After all night, gettin' fucked up, fuckin' all night
Better be fast, almost midnight, dj turn up
Let me sing that song like it's cha-cha-cha
Melodies kickin it's la-la-la
Them hoes be trippin', oh I like that
Get over baby, no bla-bla-bla
Them ass be twerkin', oh I like that
Them ciggs and henny get some of that
I love the fragrance smell round your cheeks
Get down on me and get on my hips
Them money talks ain't no talkin shit
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Oh, Baby I just want your body baby back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
There's something wrongs baby, tell me why?
I got a plane to catch tonight
Baby, your presence is mine
Baby, I've been feelin' fly
Baby plase don't tell me lie
Get that drink bringin' more allies
I love youu we're like Bonnie and Clyde
Oh baby, I won't make it dry
Yeah, baby you gon' be mine
Baby u be my señorita
Left ur boyfriend only me and you tonight
Whole gang gon' slide
If you love me gimme sign
On ur neck I'll put you sign
I saw demon when you on a bed
I'm your father call me dad
I got white, I got black
AMG or S class
All this money I'm invest
That bitch lookin bad
See the stars on a wraith
She said she love me I don't care
All this diamond made me frost
And all this bitches wanna go
She get freaky on a pole
On my dick she gon' blow
I'm on a E class
Better move on
Fuckin' on that bitch on a go mode
She said she want me I said no more
She tell me like, "Baby, I got you"
She want it bad, she want me too
I'm way too raw, I'm way too blue
She hit me up, and I'm like-
Ride with me (yeah)
Drink with me (yeah)
Dance with me
She can't get off me (yeah)
She Dance like na-na-na-na-na
Bonito ca-ca-ca-ca-ca
Louis Bag, Fendi or Prada?
Late night drive hoppin' on tesla
She want me
I want her
Living forever
Together
Baby I just want your body baby, back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Oh, Baby I just want your body baby back it up
Get into me baby, hop the party countin' guap
Baby hot tamali and some hotty coffee cups
Just get into the party and swing your hips in my lap
Houses with them hoeses gettin' alright
After all night, gettin' fucked up, fuckin' all night
Better be fast, almost midnight, dj turn up
Let me sing that song like it's cha-cha-cha
Melodies kickin it's la-la-la
Them hoes be trippin', oh I like that
Get over baby, no bla-bla-bla
Them ass be twerkin', oh I like that
Them ciggs and henny get some of that
I love the fragrance smell round your cheeks
Get down on me and get on my hips
Them money talks ain't no talkin shit
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Harrison Harianja, Farrel Putra, Rigel Sebastian
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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