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• Artiste: Bren Joy
• Titre: Couture
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Clean Padded down Ferragamo on them jeans Take me home Where no one can intervene Buttons down Why you pulling at the seams? Seams... yeah Ohhh Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door One of one Fitted to you like couture Show me off Baby, show me that I'm yours Yours My man said he like the way my scent stick on him He say he stay strapped, but only me disarm him Like the car we fuckin' in, these feelings foreign Party on your tongue I know that shit taste good We should talk about it Back then I know I never would We should smoke about it These days, we all misunderstood If you say you miss me Come and meet me on tour If you say you miss me Only means you want more Clean Padded down Ferragamo on them jeans Take me home Where no one can intervene Buttons down Why you pulling at the seams? Seams... yeah Ohhh Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door One of one Fitted to you like couture Show me off Baby, show me that I'm yours Yours No one can fit in them pants like I do, I do I ain't been feeling them things since high school, high school He stay way out west, still he come and slide Reminiscing on the 405 No second guesses Get it off your chest If I'm sleeping on you That's where my head rests Exes check up on you Guess who's playing chess You never bored When it's both of us undressed Clean Padded down Ferragamo on them jeans Take me home Where no one can intervene Buttons down Why you pulling at the seams? Seams... yeah Ohhh Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door One of one Fitted to you like couture Show me off Baby, show me that I'm yours Yours...