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letra de take a picture (remix) - wiley

[intro: wiley]
eskiboy
yeah
h-llo

[verse 1: wiley]
snapshot, take a pic
i want the good side (good side)
it’s not a phase, got the flash, i need a good life (good)
wanna see the way you flex, i’m excited (i’m excited)
when i look into your eyes, i’m invited
i try to keep my eyes to myself, i couldn’t fight it (fight it)
i’m watching you, i know you like it
you could be my sidekick
baby i’m a sucker for your loving
and every time i see you it’s got my heartbeat gushing

[chorus: tania foster]
take your picture
i want you to be my cameraman
be my designer, and i can be your man again
we can dance
[?]
you can show me up
pull me out again (yeah)
[?]
watch me walk, walk, ow!
[verse 2: ?]
i’m off all the guys when i hate on (why?)
cah i’m looking all fly, not a capon (oh)
i gave her a glass of that [?] (perry)
told her say “ah”, trey songz
hey, i drive the girlies lo-co
[?], take a dirty photo
wait, now work it slow-mo
safe, keep working
[?]

[verse 3: j2k]
(jheeze)
i take the pictures
you make the poses
you set the scene and (uh-huh)
i make it cosy (wow)
breast, bumper and thighs, you’re like [?] (uh)
the way my hands on your box, i’m like a goalie (ooh)
fl!ck, fl!cking, camera man tricking
the way i wanna dip in your sauce i’m like a chicken (uh-huh)
slip nether of course, i got the grip in
cl!ck, i got the camera phone christened
listen
(jheeze)
[chorus: tania foster]
take your picture
i want you to be my cameraman
be my designer, and i can be your man again
we can dance
[?]
you can show me up
pull me out again (yeah)
[?]
watch me walk, walk, ow!

[verse 4: ?]
first i was taking your chick
now she’s in my bedroom taking a pic (yeah)
now she’s taking a hit
i ain’t in a rush but i’m making it quick (ka-kaboom)
first she was having doubts
now she wan’ test my driving style
so i brang her round
clothes off, now i got my camera out

[chorus: tania foster]
take your picture
i want you to be my cameraman
be my designer, and i can be your man again
we can dance
[?]
you can show me up
pull me out again (yeah)
[?]
watch me walk, walk, ow!
[verse 5: wiley]
you don’t see me acting upper-class
but my sound is gonna travel, watch it going upper-class
get the blossom, feel ready
start loading up a glass
[?], like phoning up a woman from the past
i am, backtracking
brought my louis back stacking
on a mission, it was always gonna love
slap bashing, back out
i don’t mess about, i bring a fat stash out
when i step into your ends, i make it black black out
i’m ready everyday
my brain is like a lunatic
in every single sound, a musician has got to give
people ask me why they treat you with
i tell ’em, i be cutting change from all the brands with a [?]
and i be everywhere except where i live
anywhere i go i find the best of the piff
i got the talent, got the music, got the gift
i ain’t walking up the stairs when i know i can take the lift

- wiley

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