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• Artiste: Jean Deaux
• Titre: Anytime
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You don't have to feel bad for me If you don’t decide to answer babe Away, give it all up to me I know you like a dancer babe Call me anytime you wanna get it I could have it crackin' for you I'ma call you up before this exit Don’t let me catch you actin' brand new You ain't gotta ask 'Cause you know I'm on the way Got my hands behind my waist Now my legs is giving way We gon' have to crash If you keep tryna play Just to put me on my ass Just so you could get a taste Do you have the range? How I get it from high low This chopper on ya head Then I'm leavin' ya mind blown He wanna minaj with him, me and my clone Nickname is Lola, can we make it fly low? Grip game a choker, now beat it, no flylo I’ma lose my mind on it, Imma take my time on it I’ma stop breathin' ’til he callin' me psycho Fingerin' the key, pretty please maestro Need a wheelchair when I leave, no need for light strokes Pay all these bitches dust like they came from Cairo Head spinnin', check the engine when I ride slow Don’t spit no game when I'm the cheat code Just relax, I'ma calm you with a pre-roll Don't act shy when you pull up on a freak ho He look alive 'tiI show him how deep thr- Oye loca ven pa'ca Now you scream out "Mami, don't stop" Don't need a ring I'm still the master He professor and I'm like Ms. Parker Make it rain like he need a parka Bus and dip like I'm doin' drive by Call me anytime you wanna get it I could have it crackin' for you I'ma call you up before this exit Don't let me catch you actin' brand new You ain't gotta ask 'Cause you know I'm on the way Got my hands behind my waist Now my legs is giving way We gon' have to crash If you keep tryna play Just to put me on my ass Just so you could get a taste Pull up and eat it again, no Queen Key Come home to me, let's fuck to Queen B I know you prefer when I am all me But I made sure you could grip my weave Inches to my waist, tickle your face when I am grinding it Cowgirl in reverse make it a hearse I ride or die on it Take a minute we could slow down, chop screw Speed up, we could master it It's your fucking world and I'm just out here getting smacked in it, ha So just pull on up Or I'ma call your bluff If you ain't in a rush Slide that thing up in my uh Call me anytime you wanna get it I could have it crackin' for you I'ma call you up before this exit Don't let me catch you actin' brand new You ain't gotta ask 'Cause you know I'm on the way Got my hands behind my waist Now my legs is giving way We gon' have to crash If you keep tryna play Just to put me on my ass Just so you could get a taste