Only You
It's three a.m. and all I want is you
She said send me the lo
I wanna wake up next to you
Pretty brown skin love how you work it yeah
She don't need no shots to put that work in yeah
You're the type I'll spend it all on you
Big body Benz taking up both lanes
Freaky late night, but I want the whole thing
Ice out your wrist, tap in with Johnny Dang for you
She said back shots be her favorite, yeah
R&B playlist ready, yeah
Two, three rounds going all the way with you
Hit that spot, get the devoured yeah
Only with my favorite, yeah
Only with you, only with you
She said late nights be her favorite, yeah
We ain't even bout to make it out, this room
Fucking with a freak like you
Back shots sound like pop, pop, pop
Gotta switch on the dick
When I'm in them guts
Switch it up, missionary, now I'm face to face with you
(You)
I ain't gotta ask just how you like it, yeah
I already know just how you like it, yeah
Lay back, I'ma recline it, yeah
In the elevator on the balcony
On the counter on the island, yeah
In the bedroom with the rose petals, yeah
Take my time, eat it up real nice like that, ooh
And you taste just like my favorite fruit
I can't get enough of you
You got my soul
She said send me the lo
I wanna wake up next to you
Pretty brown skin love how you work it yeah
She don't need no shots to put that work in yeah
You're the type I'll spend it all on you
Big body Benz taking up both lanes
Freaky late night, but I want the whole thing
Ice out your wrist, tap in with Johnny Dang for you
She said back shots be her favorite, yeah
R&B playlist ready, yeah
Two, three rounds going all the way with you
Hit that spot, get the devoured yeah
Only with my favorite, yeah
Only with you, only with you
She said late nights be her favorite, yeah
We ain't even bout to make it out, this room
Fucking with a freak like you
Back shots sound like pop, pop, pop
Gotta switch on the dick
When I'm in them guts
Switch it up, missionary, now I'm face to face with you
(You)
I ain't gotta ask just how you like it, yeah
I already know just how you like it, yeah
Lay back, I'ma recline it, yeah
In the elevator on the balcony
On the counter on the island, yeah
In the bedroom with the rose petals, yeah
Take my time, eat it up real nice like that, ooh
And you taste just like my favorite fruit
I can't get enough of you
You got my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Bouldin
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