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Top Songs By Ginger Paris
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Ginger Paris
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Ginger Paris
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Lyrics
Don't rush it
A casual encounter and i feel exposed
Cause i'm getting more excited in every pose and
You just disturbed my mind up
Playing me like a game where you're on top
I'm on your hands let me lose myself
I'm addicted
To your skin flavour that is dangerous
So milky
I'm curious of you driving me wild
My nerves you are beating
Like a kid on a candy store
I just want more and more
I've been waiting for this too long
Sway your body to the beat
Feel the fire and the need
You got me under control
Stand up feel the heat
So get off of your sit
Wave your Yourself wild and free
Get me under control
Hey Mister Dj, Eh Eh Eh Eh
Hey Mister Dj, Eh Eh Eh Eh
Hey Mister Dj, Eh Eh Eh Eh
Hey Mister Dj, Hey Mister Dj
I'm getting retarded
You slow me down then burn me out
Got me all blurred
Boy your moves closer to me
And speak out louder
Every drop every rime
Move your hand down and wide
From there to the side
You're my poison
Without you baby i can't see my horizon
Left me on track
You do is distract
With no emotions
Hopeless, slammed and got me starving
Sick and damned my need is rising
Get on my line, is the perfect time
Sway your body to the beat
Feel the fire and the need
U got me under control
Stand up feel the heat
So get off of your sit
Wave your urself wild and free
Get me under control
Hey Mister Dj, body control on your patrol
Hey Mister Dj, winding me up your time Is up
Hey Mister Dj, body control get on the role
Hey Mister Dj
Hey Mister Dj
Pull up to the club, walk in then I
Pull to the bar get drinks then I
Pull up to abroad let her know what it is, how it is, why it is what it is
I ain't got time for no games, hoping mami that you feel the same
I got what you need to feel the pain
Here's my number, call me when you up for an even exchange
Feel me, let me see you do that dirty dance, dirty dance
Mami feel me, let me see you touch your toes
Or shake that thang and talk with you ass
Feel me all my chicos, all my Jamaicans all my blacks, all my Haitians
Feel me cause they know I'm gonna run till they think that they Kill me, Culo
It's in my D-N-A
No one can Stand In my Way
I will not let anyone steal my color
Leave the way
Leave the way
Hey Mister Dj, body control on your patrol
Hey Mister Dj, winding me up your time Is up
Hey Mister Dj, body control get on the role
Hey Mister Dj
Hey Mister Dj
Hey Mister Dj, body control on your patrol
Hey Mister Dj, winding me up your time Is up
Hey Mister Dj, body control get on the role
Hey Mister Dj
Hey Mister Dj
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