Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and then she out a streak This just means she got her But not a bong, whos Dont we all just want a little of release? me and cum for me again
I think she might be the one
Now we deep under sheets With what's underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love time? it all? Since I could fuck it, or cover it Id rather it
To to where it goes Cause it'll come to where it And it comes to where it goes Well then it goes
If it looks just like it, it smells just like it, it felt like it Well, then, it might be the one Well, if it just like it, it felt just like it, you melt just like it And, then, it just be the one
(She just be the one, She might be the one, She might be the one, Just be the one)
It comes just echoes, it just like echoes, it just like echoes, it goes just like a
Cause she comes to where it goes Cause it will to where it goes And it comes to where it goes then it comes just like its told
Sally again in deep with them was not a thing of you to love You lied all this time we were Sleeping in the end Now we are dead but now it's time ... delivers in the got the medicine.
to looks like it Smells just it It felt just it You just buy it
If it looks just it It sucks like it It fucks like it Well is got to be the one
You me here You own me Youre here