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I don't need loving, late-night cuffing
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
I know you faded, boy
I feel it wearing off
Went to get Hen' and Coke
I like the way you talk, yeah
I couldn't give a fuck
Giving him paranoia
He just wanna smash on tour
Fucking for the new velours
I like it when you with me all night
I can't imagine what you might try
Yeah, you so full of surprises, guess you one of my vices
You want a picket fence and a wife?
You never change your mind when I cry
Yeah, I see you flossing, you know it
Dropping your jaw when the drawers hit the floor
I don't need loving, late-night cuffing
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
You can count on me
To never count on you
I'm only down for you
We pretty down, baby, well, I, I
She wanna fuck a nigga like she love me
She got a lover, but I might get lucky
But you got me on a drain like a drunkie
Looking at the junk in your trunk like a junkie
We don't speak, just fuck a twice a week
And if she like freaks, we must try a threesome
Do it on the beach, in the sand, let me see some'
Seashells on the shore, I'm a beach bum
Finna eat some' when you come
Baby, don't you wanna let me know?
Laying on my bed like a vegetable
Lied when you said, "Never let me go"
Just like a pole, you professional
Stand on your hand 'cause you flexible
Now she tryna fuck me in the restroom or the parking lot
At the restaurant, anywhere, everywhere, anytime, I
I don't need loving, late-night cuffing
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
I don't need loving, late-night cuffing
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options