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Alexa Play D. Weathers Getting D. Weathers station from iHeartRadio Fully in love shawty You don't know the half of it Floating rose peddles Bubbles flowing While the baths running Dinner cooking Yo body looking Good as hell Works annoying and school is stupid Shit I can tell Have a seat Gently kiss you on ya cheek Place yo legs yo on my lap bae I'ma rub ya feet You the twinkle in my eye The reason why my dreams is sweet Then I play all in yo hair We talk till you fall asleep Wake you up as I'm carrying to the bath Steam caressing yo skin Rising soap down to back Massaging yo neck I can feel you tense I wash the dirt away and dry up all the stress And then you whisper I'm the best Nah baby you the bomb Face to face as I'm holding you in my arms Kiss you on the forehead like I'm just thankful that you mines (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) Priceless art adorns the attire The smile like the sun dancing on the water A glow that makes the stars shy and got the moon jealous And everything you swear deserves a audience Let me bring a crowd to clap for you If na ever get wild ima clap for you I'm the loyal You that royal You want for nothing Yeah you that spoiled You both queen and Coretta Scott King All of thee above and everything in between Tween A mermaid and a wet dream Like I ain't mad at you girl Do yo thing Shit, this ain't no ordinary love I'm stuck Damn there forgot what ordinary was Ecstasy on infinity Forever in this high For every good hustler a greater woman's by his side Ya mine Kissing ya body under the moonlight What you know I'm kissing ya body under the moonlight (Candlelight with you, with you) Touching yo body under the moonlight Moonlight (Candlelight and you) And what you do (Candlelight and you) Faithful come home to you (Candlelight and you) What sees me thru (Candlelight and you) I know Hey (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and you) (Candlelight and) Oh shit you scared me Alexa, play Freddie Jackson Here's a station for you based on Freddie Jackson on Amazon music I wanted to come check up on you make sure everything was gucci. How you feeling? Amazing I ain't know you could cook thou What? I'm Chef By R D. Weathers you shittin me? You so silly,who made you? You ain't fucking with me thou Oh word? All facts So that means you making dinner tomorrow then Um you want me to stay two nights in a row? Shit, I'll go get you a key made right now fuck you talkin bout? You bout to raise my rent Nah ya closet isn't big enough Oh Iight I hear you Nah but What if I told you I packed my bag for a week already?
Writer(s): Danny Weathers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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