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The-Dream

Ecstasy

 

Ecstasy

(album: SXTP4 (sextape 4) - 2020)


Is it ectasy, are you that bad?
You know you're nigga gon' need that lapdance
I need to feel how you gon' feel on top
Ta-la-la, huh, ta-la-la
I know need your V up on entrance
All this money on me, let's go the distance
Get to the champagne room until they put my ass out
Ah-la-la, huh, ah-la-la
Imma need a fat ass or double D's
Go good head, nigga never leave
Say this shit good, it better be
Well do that shit, stop telling me
Shorty I need action, Jackson
Take it back to the mansion
Credit cards, breaking bad
Change your motherfucker fashion
Assets, baguettes
Titanium is for a bad bitch
Your old nigga had plastic
No going back, elastic

Glad that I got you, hey girl
We could be anywhere in the world
There's no place I now I'd rather be
Huh
It looks like you feel the same
Tonight let's turn into five base
And I still don't know your motherfucking real name

Get it, get it, get it, yah
Ta-la-la
(Oh) Get it, get it, get it, yah
(Oh) Get it, get it, get it, yah
Ta-la-la
(Slow), get it, get it, get it, yah

Is it ectasy, are you that bad?
You know a real nigga gon' need that lapdance
I need to feel how you gon' feel on top
Ta-la-la, ta-la-la
I know need your V up on entrance
All this money on me, let's go the distance
Take it to the champagne room until they put my ass out
Ah-la-la, huh, ah-la-la
Imma need a fat ass or double D's
Go good head, nigga never leave
Say this shit good, it better be
Well do that shit, stop telling me
Shorty I need action, Jackson
Take it back to the mansion
Credit cards, breaking bad
Change your motherfucker fashion
Assets, baguettes
Titanium is for a bad bitch
Your old nigga had plastic
No going back, elastic

I'm glad that I got you, here girl
We could be anywhere in the world
There's no place I now I'd rather be
(There's no place I now I'd rather be)
Huh
It looks like you feel the same
Tonight let's turn into five base
And I still don't know your motherfucking real name
God damn

Go ahead, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it
Put that shit on IG
Don't you fucking crop it
Gone shorty, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it
Put that shit on social
Don't you fucking crop it
Gone ahead, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it
Put that shit on IG
Don't you fucking crop it

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