Foggy Windows

All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is push up on you, is pushup on you
Shawty looking cute, shawty looking cute
Windows foggy too, windows foggy too
I don't gotta boo, I don't gotta boo, baby
You don't gotta dude, you don't gotta dude, baby
So what you tryna do, what you tryna do, baby
Steaming up for you, steaming up for you, make me

Make me, or take me
You'll fuck but won't date me
We just friends, but real friends help you get shit off your mind
If you need, I'll pick you up and we can go out for a drive
Find a little viewpoint, baby, we can go and talk about it
Ambient light is glowing and I wouldn't like your car without it
Hop up in the back or just come over to my seat
Just sit on my lap so you can talk closer to me
Then you feel something in my pants
And we start laughing cuz you knew it
This is where it leads in the end
Baby, I just wanna do
What it takes to make you feel the best
And that's how I'm tryna feel too
And I like the softness of your hands
Foggy windows, ain't nothing new

All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is push up on you, is pushup on you
Shawty looking cute, shawty looking cute
Windows foggy too, windows foggy too
I don't gotta boo, I don't gotta boo, baby
You don't gotta dude, you don't gotta dude, baby
So what you tryna do, what you tryna do, baby
Steaming up for you, steaming up for you, make me

You mad at yo man, baby girl, I know
Just peel off the bandaid, keep it on the low
Love is how you translate, he don't gotta know
Girl, give me a hand, babe, you don't gotta go
You too perfect to be with that junkie anyways
You and I'd be something cuz we both getting betrayed
I'm not perfect like you, but you know that I would change
Been playing the best friend roll, just watching you get played
And your dad likes me too
Better than your last guys, to tell the truth
Known you for a long time, these feelings new
But you be playing in a little, I feel like you knew

All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is push up on you, is pushup on you
Shawty looking cute, shawty looking cute
Windows foggy too, windows foggy too
I don't gotta boo, I don't gotta boo, baby
You don't gotta dude, you don't gotta dude, baby
So what you tryna do, what you tryna do, baby
Steaming up for you, steaming up for you, make me



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Writer(s): Damien Morales-velazquez
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