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Christopher Roberson
Christopher Roberson
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4 am and i'm creepin, creepin Fly you out here for the weekend I prefer swimming in the deep end Sliding in, you gotta see this Look down at it, baby, peep it I'm not playing with you Is you with it or what? Let me know from the jump Know you want it Bad as I do, don't you put up a front I'm just trying to set the tone with you With you, with you So what's it gone be Tell what it's gone be? So many games Don't you run em by me Think i'm not bout it Well, girl, try me Come on this side I'll love you long time Phones turning off Panties slide to the side You a freak and i'm hooked Reeling me in your line I'm equivalent to sexual precision I be hitting all the spots Them others niggas didn't, yea Call me when you need the satisfaction We can set up an appointment Trust me we can make it happen And i'm punctual So many guys must of tried And they failed Cause they can't do you how I do you They just in it for themselves I'm more efficient though as well And I just want the chance to prove it, I do Is you with it or what? Let me know from the jump Know you want it Bad as I do, don't you put up a front I'm just trying to set the tone with you With you, with you So what's it gone be Tell what it's gone be? So many games Don't you run em by me Think i'm not bout it Well, girl, try me Come on this side And I'll get you right Come on this side I'll take you so high And i'm not playing with you... With you, with you
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