that i swat im hot Don't rock, you get what i taught? Not you got I'm rare, say a prayer Don't Stare What is it? what I wear or my hair? I got my
Why don't you talk to me? I'm standing here alone I know you'll never phone Why don't you talk to me? Why don't you talk to me? Come say it to my face
Gonna whip this party into shape gonna whip this party into shape gonna make my move its gettin late gonna make my move its gettin late gonna cut this
Oh Oh I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna lose you I dont wanna
i drink a whiskey leap you lick my crows feet straight skirt kick wheat automatic overheat sugar beat tastin sweet proposition incomplete truth, dare
fall in the sizzle of a blackened sea get loose get juiced get pumped crawl in the riddle that becomes routine get ripped get pissed get pumped rocked
then i combine come round up the garnish fine ill take your kind im feelin the signs and mom wanna be my valentine stop drop and roll cuz u catch my fire lock you soul cuz i
and hit that back let me feel your hands go clap people and the club is packed grab a partner get them that turn around and hit that back let me feel
i got to the hilton full throttle full on choke the bottle and i take it strong come a little closer can u hear my thong whats the matter boy i say something
don't you stress I'm gonna fill your mommy complex flyin on over that cuckoo's nest comin up to sing like I was Mae West less like Tina but I'm simply
your skin so smooth exist the mood you dance like you don't care i work the place you lose some space but still i feel you still i know i'd rather
skin so smooth exist the mood you dance like you don't care i work the place you lose some space but still i feel you still i know i'd rather complain
Traduzione: Pesche. I Feel Cream.
