letra de solo - shakka & goldlink
[intro: shakka]
but don’t leave me solo
i gotta do things to you
baby, i know, you got things to do, yeah
[verse 1: shakka]
s-x with friends is dangerous
them kinda games weren’t made for us
left your man, then said what’s up
guess that’s when i was eyeing you up
never do flings with day ones
now i’m in your bed, when you take no time, time, time, time
[chorus: shakka]
but don’t leave me solo
gotta do things to you
baby, i know
you got things to do
but don’t leave me solo
gotta do things to you
baby, i know
you got things to do, yeah
things to do, yeah (ooh)
[verse 2: shakka]
tell me it’s mine from the front to back
lose my mind when you throw it back
we could start a family, throwin’ it back
we could start a family, throwin’ it back
it’s fire from the front to back
lose my mind when you throw it back
we could start a family, throwin’ it back
you could get it, you could get it
from the bed into the shower, into the backseat of my car
i count the days and many hours that you ain’t been in my life
i never ever, never ever wanna stress you, take your time, time, time
[chorus: shakka & goldlink]
but don’t leave me solo
gotta do things to you
baby, i know
you got things to do
but don’t leave me solo (yeah)
i gotta do things to you (yeah)
baby, i know (yeah, yeah)
you got things to do, yeah
[verse 3: goldlink]
yeah, but don’t leave me solo
yeah, i ain’t rocked a polo, just have control though
pull up in the whip with me, that’s a promo
friend turn up and now she’s drinkin’ brown soco
shorty wanna ride with a n-gga like
f-ck a little shorty, throw the p-ssy like romo
choke a, choke a
now little shorty really like it when i choke her
mama got a fatty and she like to call me “daddy”
like to eat the p-ssy, eat the p-ssy like candy
never be on twitter, wonder how the f-ck she found me
shorty so sick, but she really thought she had me
yeah, d-mn right
i ain’t gotta drop the d-ck off onsite
you can be my girl, but my b-tch for the night
slide in the thing and we f-ck all night, yeah
uh, d-mn right
don’t call my phone ’cause my phone don’t like
hoes that lie, but the hoe’s gotta try
slide in the thing and we f-ck all night
[chorus: shakka & goldlink]
but don’t leave me solo (yeah)
gotta do things to you (yeah)
baby, i know
i’ve got things to do
but don’t leave me solo
gotta do things to you
baby, i know
you got things to do, yeah
[outro: shakka]
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
du-du, da-da, dun, na
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