paroles de chanson Dim The Lights - J Magnus

Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two
Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two

Soon as we hop out the Uber
Hand on your ass like that shit got some glue
Yeah, dive in the pool
Said I sound sexy and she like what I do

Yeah
Pardon my French as I whisper filth in your ear
We won't make it to the bed, I'm bout to take you right here
Stroke you how stroking you is bout to stroke my ego
At this rate we'll only stop when it's time to leave
So back shots on the menu, some riding, sloppy
Can you give the sloppiest?
There's no morals at this here venue
Tie you up and slap it, let the neighbors hear you
You gon' need a safe word, I might over whelm you
Soon as you pick the phone
I know it's clear from my tone that I'm tryna creep in your zone
And have you alone in a room
I know exactly what you want
We doing acrobatical stuff
Both from the back and the front
No one else does what you want

Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two
Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two

Soon as we hop out the Uber
Hand on your ass like that shit got some glue
Yeah, dive in the pool
Said I sound sexy and she like what I do

Yeah
And I might make your friends mad
'Cause you were post to see them this weekend
But you're here, you came back
And the shit that we doing
It's no surprise that you came back to back to back
We squeeze so much in the same lap
And word to your ex slack, please know that you're flat jack
'Cause every time that I clap that it's "oh again, I ain't felt that"
I got more tricks in the back pack
The kitchen wasn't meant for all of this
And we might put a couple things in some places they don't fit
But as long as it all sits well with you
Then it's not missed opportunity
We freaks though
You like it when I'm real slow, deep stroke
I like it when your eyes are still real open
Right before you peak and your soul leave your physical

Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two
Lemme go on and dim the lights
Baby imma set the mood
Unless you want 'em on
Tell me what you tryna do
Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove
Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two