letra de blow your mind - d$wiss
intro…
balenciaga rocking on my
(feet)
time
(time)
lil mama looking like a dime yeah yeah
(verse)
i’m a blow your mind (uh)
baby show me yours yeah
i’m a show you mine
run my fingers through your hair (uh)
tongue between those thighs
choke that, she roll back
can see it in her eyes
yeah yeah
look at the way that i’m shining
look at the waves that i’m riding
all of my music be timeless
f-ck you so good you be mindless
anytime that you feeling lonely
baby all you gotta do is call me
anytime that you feeling h-rny
baby all you gotta do is call d
and i swear that baby i’ll pick up the phone
i’ll be right on my if your man isn’t home yeah
hate what we do but can’t leave you alone
can’t leave you alone
yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
(hook)
balenciaga rocking on my feet
roley on my wrist ain’t got the time
dancing all night to the beat
lil mama over there, looking like, a dime
yeah yeah
and she got balmain all on her jeans
she told that her man don’t hit it right
f-cking all night to the beat
i promise that i’m gonna blow your mind
(verse)
balenciaga rocking
louboutin spikes, yeah, had her heart stopping
diamonds everywhere
gon’ leave her jaw dropping
bring your girl around me
and i might just take her shopping yeah yeah
cos i’m bad with it
thrill your girl mike jack with it
i ain’t tryanna waste time
baby we should facetime
i ain’t tryanna chase na that’s quidditch
i ain’t tryanna play no games
i ain’t tryanna play no games
i just wanna see you sitting on top of my face
booty looking like the peach emoji
bbc got you feeling bloated
drowning all up in your f-cking ocean
you all up in your feelings
but i go the motion, ice dripping i’m soaking
make music when she be moaning like yeah
and i swear that baby i’ll pick up the phone
i’ll be right on my if your man isn’t home yeah
hate what we do but can’t leave you alone
can’t leave you alone
yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
(hook)
balenciaga rocking on my feet
roley on my wrist ain’t got the time
dancing all night to the beat
lil mama over there, looking like, a dime
yeah yeah
and she got balmain all on her jeans
she told that her man don’t hit it right
f-cking all night to the beat
i promise that i’m gonna blow your mind
balenciaga rocking on my feet
roley on my wrist ain’t got the time
dancing all night to the beat
lil mama over there, looking like, a dime
yeah yeah
and she got balmain all on her jeans
she told that her man don’t hit it right
f-cking all night to the beat
i promise that i’m gonna blow your mind
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