IMMA COME OVER...
imma come over show u what ur missingdo all the things u know ur girl is lacking
hold u down , hold that body close
dont make a sound , dont want the neighbors to know
u dont need to tell me how naughty u want it
u dont need to show me cause trust me boy im on it..
i'll be that fantasy making shit reality
having you coming up in between my knees
tasting something i call my goodie's
giving you something that she cant be
im that vanilla, chocolate, with that butter cream...
tell me something baby , do she make u scream?
do she turn around and back it up like me?
do she put it down and put ur ass to sleep?
have u in your dreams wishing she was me
waking up and smelling my sent on your sheets
imma come over and satisfied ur needs...
imma come over show u what ur missing
u will discover how my body glisten
so take me over to that counter top
we both are grown enough
we dont need to stop....
dont waste no time, if im giving ...then u got it
cause this is ur time, u better hurry up and grab it
cause ur girl will be home real soon
and ill pretend im related to u
and ill come over when she leaves for school....
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