Red Casamigos
Tory Lanez
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Yeah Bring it down just like that Look Here we are again, Reposado Red bottle, the extra bottle because you like it nasty Far from classy, in fact tonight's your night to keep it trashy Look up at me and sexual emotion out your face but that isn't agony I go to wat with that pussy and watch your legs attack me Legs and arms everywhere like we some sort of arachne The room's spinnin' like a fast wheel, designer clothes on the floor (?) Her feelings awful, circlin' steerin' wheel I be me into her insides Kissin' on her outsides No need for the, "Who? Why?(?)" How do we get here inside the first place? Fuckin' on each other like it was both our birthdays Saw you walk in the spot and I shot my shot Bumpin' shoulders with you was the first graze Cuttin' deeper, feelings steeper At this point I wanna Dua like Lipa I wanna dip into her like a scuba but deep sea dab But I always got your back like I'm McGyver Do me and I screw you like driver I wonder if you's a white winer, red winer A bed wetter, a bed climber A girl that stands, stands up fours Or set with the headlines, you know the set designers I wanna f*ck you long, baby, oh, you got me Those niggas ain't (?), oh, you got me We kissin', lickin', touchin', it ain't no way to stop me I wanna tell it to you, tell me, oh, you got me I wanna f*ck you long, baby, oh, you got me Those niggas ain't (?), oh, you got me We kissin', lickin', touchin', it ain't no way to stop me I wanna tell it to you, tell me, oh, you got me Saint Tropez for the day off She liked that I perform like Curry inside the play offs In fact she thinks them other guys are way off And I think the same, that's why she liked to diss from a distance range But when we get close I slip my finger through her G-string Public restroom, get it in, baby, that's a G thing Wear your heart and bled on my sleeve like a E string Ghostridin', on the floor writin' like I've seen things, uh Hair pullin', bands screechin', you in my bed screamin' Harder and faster 'til I do it to you You come down the climax and after that you got a different moo into you That was my whole plan and pursuit into you I like the way you Like to pull your panties to the side when we out in public Mind freaky, you're freaky, it's one good way to double it Multiplyin', dividin' your legs, from findin' your edge and (?) while you takin' time with your head I like you, you feel that shit in your spine, in your legs I'm just tryin' you instead You got a nigga harder than a dryin' bread Spendin' more time than my time spent Puttin' in my nonsense, for real I wanna f*ck you long, baby, oh, you got me Those niggas ain't (?), oh, you got me We kissin', lickin', touchin', it ain't no way to stop me I wanna tell it to you, tell me, oh, you got me I wanna f*ck you long, baby, oh, you got me Those niggas ain't (?), oh, you got me We kissin', lickin', touchin', it ain't no way to stop me I wanna tell it to you, tell me, oh, you got me
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