I just wanna fuck I just wanna fuck I just wanna fuck I just wanna fuck
I ain't here for no conversation I ain't really tryna talk Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck) I just came here to fuck Shawty take of them heels and your shirt And that skirt and them panties right now (I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...) Baby step into my room, show me love And get served like tennis right now If you wanna come and get served right now Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down [Verse 1: Post Malone] I'm going down, you're going down It's going down for sure Baby girl sit down right now Give you five seconds, one, two, three, four I'mma turn your ass around, right now Now you're screaming "Good Lord" Got you smoking on the loud, knock you down Fuck you like you never been before I could fuck you all the tiiiiime Girl I'm glad you're miiiiine
I ain't here for no conversation I ain't really tryna talk Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck) I just came here to fuck Shawty take of them heels and your shirt And that skirt and them panties right now (I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...) Baby step into my room, show me love And get served like tennis right now If you wanna come and get served right now Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
Go down, hell yeah, I'mma say it Go and show me what you working with Give a fuck about the man that you rolling with Think it's 'bout damn time that you done with him How you get so bad? We all wonderin' Lil mama look hotter than the summer is I ain't gonna tell you lies like the other did Baby girl, I'mma keep it one hundred Get me on, I'mma, I'mma call you later And these Saint Laurent's looking alligator And maybe that's why she want an elevator Elevate your life, elevate your life Girl you know I wouldn't wanna wife ya Girl I wouldn't wanna make you spiteful Girl I wouldn't wanna mix your life up Mix your life up...
Yeah I was tryna get her to my bed But we ain't make it out the kitchen (I just wanna fuck) I was cooking and I burned the bacon, damn Pussy got a nigga slippin', yeah Got your boy going deep: breast stroke, back stroke Girl I'm swimming right now (I just wanna fuck) Got her singing like me, when she moan Let's make a song, and we're jamming right now
I could fuck you all the ti-i-i-i-i-i-i-ime Girl I'm glad you're m-i-i-i-i-i-ineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
