She lovin' it I know she say that she don't but she do She let go and her body get loose Oh, you should see the way that she moves She said she love it when I get her off She kissing on me, she tugging on me Oh, she want it This girl is bad, bad, bad She

Thinking about you Thinking about you now Think about your touch, think about your kiss Feeling like a kid again, total utter bliss Total utter bliss Think about love, think about hate Think about gain fame, why I'm always late? Think about tonight, what

Like our lives depend on it We used to be loving, touching, kissin', f- How we did get to lying, crying, always fighting Why you lookin' at me with angry eyes? If we don't get back to loving, touching, kissin', f- How we ever gon' make it out alive? Oh,

Dance on the ocean Summer days Summer days (like the summer days) They're playing our song Hold on to meet one more time Don't kiss me goodbye Don't know what you think you will find I don't wanna let you go We can make it on our own

It's not the love, it's just the rain Touch me, touch me crazy How your kiss betrays me Two broken hearts But not in vain Once in your life you love Once in your life you try The one you're holdin' Is the one that tears you, apart

It's a French kiss, Italian ice Spanish moss in the moonlight Just another American Saturday night Although usually it washes up on our shores She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the

One kiss is all it takes Fallin' in love with me Possibilities I look like all you need The feeling won't let me sleep 'Cause I'm lost in the way you move, the way you feel Something in you lit up heaven in me Let me take the night, I love real easy

Got no self control And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol 'Cause when it comes to you I can't say no I don't want a taste, I want it all I don't wanna taste, I want it all One little kiss can turn into a thousand One little touch and I'm gone When it

If you’re pretending from the start like this With a tight grip, then my kiss can mend your broken heart I might miss everything you said to me And I can lend your broken parts That might fit like this And I will give you all my heart So we can start it

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm