make me
You looking like you want a taste
But boy it's getting kinda late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Why'd you even take me upstairs
If you're not gonna put your hands all on me?
How could you be so unaware
Two a.m., why are we still talking?
Killing the time
Killing my vibe
Why do you think that I came here tonight?
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Come back for more
Walk through your door
You ask if I'm okay, I say I'm great, ok
But can we cut to the chase?
Let's skip saying grace
I could take your hand, teach you to dance, I'll be the man
Killing the time
Killing my vibe
Why do you think that I came here tonight?
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Put your hands right here
And put your lips right there
Yeah you could pull my hair
I wanna make you on the
Kitchen counter
Take it to the shower
I'll give you the power
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
But boy it's getting kinda late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Why'd you even take me upstairs
If you're not gonna put your hands all on me?
How could you be so unaware
Two a.m., why are we still talking?
Killing the time
Killing my vibe
Why do you think that I came here tonight?
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Come back for more
Walk through your door
You ask if I'm okay, I say I'm great, ok
But can we cut to the chase?
Let's skip saying grace
I could take your hand, teach you to dance, I'll be the man
Killing the time
Killing my vibe
Why do you think that I came here tonight?
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Put your hands right here
And put your lips right there
Yeah you could pull my hair
I wanna make you on the
Kitchen counter
Take it to the shower
I'll give you the power
You looking like you want a taste, taste
But boy it's getting kinda late, late
No you don't gotta hesitate, do whatever it takes
I just want you to make, make, make me
Credits
Writer(s): Mackenzie Kwilos, Gabe Yaron, Griff Clawson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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