Testo You Got Me - Courtney Noelle
Testo della canzone You Got Me (Courtney Noelle), tratta dall'album Love on the Run
Hold up, hold up, suck me while I roll up
Made a million dollars so my money hard to fold up
Came to get it popping and my homies try to pour up
Ain't for wasting time, so baby girl, it's time to grow up
Grow up, grow up, drink until we throw up
Throw a couple dollars then we throw a couple more up
Get a hundred thousand soon as all my niggas show up
Starting from the bottom, you just tell me when you go up
Standing still but all my diamonds dancing, dancing
Flirting hard, what I'm gonna do with all them chances?
Answers. I'm gonna put my hands on your hips and waist
And turn you 'round, give your lips a taste
You say you loving them skinny niggas
I'mma give you a demonstration
Smoking all across the nation
Tattered up like a crazy person
Say that you got work in the morning
Young Khalifa gonna make it worth it
911, my Porsche be skirting
9 to 5, I'm putting that work in
Breaking backs, your eyes be lurking
In the morning thighs be hurting
I just want to get wrapped up in you
Tell me what you want me to do
I love when you pull me close to you
I can feel that you want me, too
'Cause it don't take no rocket scientist to know
I wanna love you, baby
And it don't take no sad colleges to know
To know that I am crazy about you
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
Every day I get to speak with you
It's the only thing I want to do
Every time you make me feel so free
When you tell me you're in love for me
'Cause it don't take no rocket scientist to know
I wanna love you, baby
And it don't take no sad colleges to know
To know that I am crazy about you
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
Don't stop, you, is it too much to ask?
Is it too much to grasp for you?
Baby, I belong to you
Everything you want from me, you got me
Man, fuck them lil' niggas, I'm the nigga
In a muscle car blowing on killa
Hit it so hard, so loud the whole neighborhood hear it
So good, told your friend, now she wanna come with you
Call young Khalifa the boss
You tell me your panties was on, now you taking them off
Them hoes cannot come in my section, they running my section
Show me the time of my life and maybe you can come to my section
You need it all, say, you need it all
Ain't have you a nigga to come and fuck you so good and so long
Call young Khalifa the boss
Your panties was on when you came, now they off
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
You're the only one I need
YOU GOT ME
YOU GOT ME
Yeah, you got me
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Terion Porter
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