Pruane (feat. Lulu Kirtchuk & Devereaux)
Amir Royale
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Doo, doo Doo, doo Lay your ass down F*ck it girl You better not hold back now I told you I'd never come here late again You thought I was kidding Better think again Rug, shower, kitchen Then-get to cooking quick I'mma go and buy some wine And some wicked scents You ain't finished by then I'mma come and help Then we'll lay on the sofa While the candles melt Aromatic love, breathe it in It don't ever last I need you to call me back Just so we could get to round 2 Ooh, Boo - scary hours on the transit Transfixed on how them fucking heels And them pants fit I'm trying to rip out your clothes Then kiss your soul, this your anthem girl This your anthem Studied your body like a Pruane Yeah, I ain't ever truant to you So tell me, what's the movements Cause I just wanna do things to you I need you to tell me If I'm always on your mind Cause you always on my mine And that's how God work Oh Lord - that's how God work Best say that again I need you to tell me If I'm always on your mind Cause I be fucking on you Even if a girl is fine And (damn)-she ain't even mine I could try and tell her But she'd never understand I been found the one It's just that you came with demands And that's how God work Oh Lord - that's how God work Yeah - that's how God work, girl My life's method acting It's the unbearable lightness of being Swear you need tickets to see it Knew that we had a connect Cause I sprint wherever you need me Hm, she want nobody to know I say nobody may show up Unless it's a show So, I think we'll be fine Yeah, she tell me open your legs I tell her open your mind Then tell her open your thighs She going, What's in that head of yours It never makes sense Girl if I had a dime For every dollar I spend Going to making you wet Or tryna dry all your tears I think my accountant Wouldn't find that too enticing Flew you out to Fiji Now we hanging out in Bali Wallahi entirely Baby you a Bahi I need your ass sitting right beside me Til we phantoms Cause this your motherfucking anthem Studied your body like a Pruane Yeah, I ain't ever truant to you So tell me, what's the movements Cause I just wanna do things to you I need you to tell me If I'm always on your mind Cause you always on my mine And, that's how God work Oh Lord - that's how God work Best say you again I need you to tell me If I'm always on your mind Cause I be fucking on you Even if a girl is fine And (damn)-she ain't even mine I could try and tell her But she'd never understand I been found the one It's just that you came with demands And that's how God work Oh Lord - that's how God work Yeah - that's how God work, girl Best say that again Studied your body like a Pruane Yeah, I ain't ever truant to you So tell me, what's the movements Doo, doo Doo, doo
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Written by: Amir Oliver, Lulu Kirtchuk, Ricky Webber
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