paroles de chanson Come Over - William Bolton

Yeah we get along together
I don't got a lot of money
When she pick my ass up In her daddy's mazerati
I'm a Motown Kid
She's A California Hottie,
Says her folks aint home and that's when we get to rockin
Cuz she got a big crib, And she gettin kinda lonely
And my phone goes off And she txt me that she's horny

Like oooohhhhoooo, like ohohohooo

This Love is Out of Control
She Calls Me when She's All Alone
Cuz I'm an outta town kid,
With some outta town swag

So Come over Come Over Comer Over,

She said Yeah we get a long together
I know how to keep her happy,

She want, good sex, Couple xanny's or some addy And we hit the coolest parties

Vicky hit me with the addy
She Calls me up Late And she only calls me Zaddy
We in Beverly Hills And We always getting gaded
Said remember me Will When you get famous.

Like oooohhhhoooo, like ohohohooo