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Jeremih

Knockin'

 

Knockin'

(album: Late Nights With Jeremih - 2012)


And like that, we gone
Baby, relax, sun 'bout to come up
Ah for real
Who's that lady?
Ah for real
It's real

Haven't you noticed I had my eyes on you, you, you
Girl you know it's something, something, something
When we got to touching, touching, touching
I'll be all ma-maybe you should come through, through, through
We could get popping, popping, popping
The neighbors knocking, knocking, knocking

Girl it's something 'bout you, you, you, you
Ugh, and you know my flag red
But shorty God damn
Girl I got the blues, blues, blues, blues
And that thing in the back so fat
It's a couple of things that
I wanna do, do, do, do to you, you, you ugh
Yeah, see I'ma show you baby
'Cause you can't notice
And I don't promise
A promises is made to be broken
But I'm a freak girl I do it with my tongue
And you bang, bang, bang and that's not with a gun
What that teasing be 'bout?
I put your feet in my mouth
And the bed fucked up
So we sleep on the couch ugh
She say her boyfriend at home and I say so
'Cause when I say go you know

Haven't you noticed I had my eyes on you, you, you
Girl you know it's something, something, something
When we got to touching, touching, touching
I'll be all ma-maybe you should come through, through, through
We could get popping, popping, popping
The neighbors knocking, knocking, knocking

[E40:]
She like a man that's hard headed, heart made of granite
Dick game dummy leave her stuck, stranded
The neighbours knocking 'cause they're hating they can't stand it
Especially when I get behind her like a ad-lib
She love it when a gangster act silly
She love to be around my artillery
Captivated by illegal activity
Her attitude ugly but her body is pretty
When we break up to make up she wake up
She look good in the morning without no make-up
Sometimes I lie like Eddie Haskell
So I dive in and put her legs on my clavicle
He used to buy her flowers but I think he forgot
Now she got a G like me hitting her G spot
Sucking on her titties, I'm original, stop
Bang, bang, bang, Friday, Pops

Haven't you noticed I had my eyes on you, you, you
Girl you know it's something, something, something
When we got to touching, touching, touching
I'll be all ma-maybe you should come through, through, through
We could get popping, popping, popping
The neighbors knocking, knocking, knocking

done

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