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letra de privacy (remix) - dimuro

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[verse 1]
i need your body in ways
that you don’t understand, but i’m losing my patience
’cause we’ve been going over and over again
girl, i just wanna take you home and get right to it
know i gotta kiss it, baby
give it to me, l!ck it l!ck it inside and out
you know that i just wanna make love
want you to scream and shout
and baby, when i’m deep in it now
i’ma slow it down, ’cause ain’t no speed limit
when we’re moving at the speed of sound
we gon’ turn all the way up when the lights down
why your p-ssy so d-mn good, miss lady?
go and put that booty up, baby, one on one
you know i’ma go crazy when your legs in the air
you know your panties never getting in the way
you know i kinda like it, when you make me work for it

[chorus]
ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
get that -ss in the bed, i’ma lock the door
shake that -ss like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
we don’t need n0body watching us (yikes!)
no eyes but your eyes
ain’t n0body here but you and me
l!cking your private parts (boom shakalacka, hahaha)
and i know you love your privacy

[verse 2]
you don’t need a shower, you already wet
know that p-ssy power, telling me, i ain’t ready yet
i say, “f-ck it,” face my fears, baby
when i l!ck it, i put tears in it
put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date
you know i love foreplay, 12 play, everything
know my lovin’ don’t change
i don’t really give a f-ck what a hater say
’cause you fine, baby
and it’s alright ’cause you’re all mine, baby, ooh, hoo
girl, i’ma let you get crazy

[verse 3]
baby, i promise i won’t tell n0body
just long as you let me hit it like every night
i could give a f-ck ‘bout the club, ’cause that p-ssy tight
do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right
i’ma split your weave and you askin’ me to stay the night
whipped cream on your t-tties, then you suckin’ on my d-ck with ice
oh my god, oh my god, my b-tch get me right
ain’t gotta pay for that p-ssy, my d-ck can change your life
i’m tired of missionary, wanna see you on your face
put that -ss up in the air, i’m lovin’ how that p-ssy taste
d-mn, on your side, on your side
stop runnin’ from this d-ck, i ain’t ’bout to let you slide this time

[outro]
privacy
boom shakalacka
hahaha

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