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The-Dream

Yours And Mine

 

Yours And Mine

(album: Ménage à Trois: Sextape Vol. 1, 2, 3 - 2018)


Uh, uh, uh
Radio killer
Beat that shit up like gorilla

Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
And my body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
And I will love
I will love
I will love
I will love
The way we fuck
When we fuck
How we fuck

Girl, you make me forget about ex-girlfriends
And I'm gon' make you forget about ex-boyfriends too
I'ma send a picture of your pussy to my ex's DM
And you gon' send a picture of my pussy to your ex's DM
We both know it's coming, niggas be hating when you're not next to them
Contemplating when you're not next to them
Ooh, so jump down in my comments, tell me how you really feeling
All that talking ain't gon' change shit but my mothafucking filter
All that fuck shit make me hard, more just make her wet
Then we fuck 'til we fucking forget

Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
And my body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
And I will love
I will love
I will love
I will love
The way we fuck
When we fuck
How we fuck

Girl, you so real, we shouldn't even play pretend
Dress up, then I mess up every inch of you (Boo)
Clean it up like maid (Maid), right here on the kitchen counter
M.I.A. (A), we both missing in Atlanta
She throw on Versace, I'm like, "Girl, you got me"
And we halfway out the door
One, two, three, ready, go
We back in the bed, how do I say it? Vámonos

Girl, you make me forget about ex-girlfriends
And I'm gon' make you forget about ex-boyfriends too
I'ma send a picture of your pussy to my ex's DM
And you gon' send a picture of my pussy to your ex's DM
We both know it's coming, niggas be hating when you're not next to them
Contemplating when you're not next to them
Ooh, so jump down in my comments, tell me how you really feeling
All that talking ain't gon' change shit but my mothafucking filter
All that fuck shit make me hard, more just make her wet
Then we fuck 'til we fucking forget

Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
Your body (Body)
And my body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
My body (Body)
And I will love
I will love
I will love
I will love
The way we fuck
When we fuck
How we fuck

Last thoughts, last thoughts
I heard you got last thoughts, last thoughts
Me and boo 'bout to blast off, blast off
And we gon' out-last y'all, out-last y'all

Your body (Body...)
My body (Body...)
I will love...
The way we fuck...
The way we fuck...

done

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