Practice
A$AP Ferg, Anitta, Harv
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Yeah You already know what it is Yeah Talk to me nice or don't talk to me at all Yo, man You know what up? Let's get it The fact is (yeah) We don't make babies but we practice (right) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is We don't make babies but we practice Let's work, uh huh, yeah, let's work Uh huh, yeah, let's work Uh huh, yeah, let's work, come on Send you my location Come on over (Come on) I know you went busy We make time for each other Temporary temptations Got me so hung up on you Losing my composure Started it long ago Put it in 10k hours or so Taking you down like whoa Ride it, ride it, full throttle Doing it just perfect Giving you what it would make sense Look it twist and bend Ride it, ride it Once again baby The fact is We don't make babies but we practice I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is We don't make babies but we practice Yo Anitta! (Let's work, yeah) You know I gotta sprinkle a lil jiggy on it Let's take 'em to Harlem (come on) Now Anitta got me dancing All the mommies call me handsome Brazil, with the mansion White Beetle when I'm landing Straight from the five others Now she twerking on the Phantom We ain't mean to cause a tantrum In the bullet proof Benz When we hide from the cameras (yeah) But we only doin' practice Cuz my mamma too young She ain't ready for a grandson The fact is (facts) We don't make babies, but we practice (I'm cool with practicing) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, its hot like a matchstick And the fact is (the fact is) (facts) We don't make babies, but we Feel like gelato, I melt into you Getting too hot in this room I've been anticipating you Craving some more of the skin to skin Body gonna let you in Smooth, together We never say it but ooh I see forever with you All cuz you started it long ago Put in 10k hours or so Taking you down like whoa Ride it, ride it, full throttle Doing it just perfect Giving you up, it would make sense Look at us twist and bend Ride it, ride it, once again baby The fact is We don't make babies but we practice (practice) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is (the fact is) We don't make babies but we practice (Uh) (Yeah) (Uh) (That's right) (Uh) (Yeah) (Ohh, damn)
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Written by: Larissa de Macedo Machado, Darold Durard Ferguson Brown
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