Lyrics:
Give it!
Something bout the sexy music
Love the way it feels, yeah
Lookin at you I can't help it
Make me want you to reveal
What's under your clothes
I
Give it!
Somein bout the sexy music
Love the way you feel ya
Lookin at you i can't help it
Make me want you to reveal
What's under your clothes
I just
bringing it over
Ok I see more bottles they bringing 'em over
Super bad fashion model she bending it over
Super bad fashion model all under my clothes
In
the sanity
Knowing where the Earth and heavens meet
We're all naked under our clothes
When we go back we go back
Home to where the Earth that made us
Carry me
to the bone, under my skin and my clothes (I know)
I just been righting my wrongs when I'm not writing these songs (I know)
I just been swiping my phone, living
the back of a car
Let's be content with what we are
Wrap me up inside yourself
Platonic truth under your belt
Cover me in clothes you've worn
After dark in
seeing you naked
Interested
Are you interested
Are you interested
'Cuz I'm interested in seeing you naked
Whats under those clothes
Under those clothes
with you
I'm not afraid to show it all
When I'm with you
I'm not hidding anymore
I let you see inside
Who I am, under this clothes
Every scar all
have lost
My last bit of
Brightness, brightness
Feel the gun under my clothes
See a child run across the road
Jerking hands, a flash in my mind
Think I
skin decompose under clothes under snow
And I'm so old
Ah, ah, venus fly trap growing out my core
I fall into my trap I built on my own
it all in
Far under my clothes
The blood still flows
To ten fingers and ten toes
Ten fingers and toes
Ten fingers and toes
Count them on your ten
without even trying!
Oh
Take me, Take me home!
Cus all I wanna know!
Is how you look
Under your clothes
I gotta know
I said now take me, take me home
like I'm under your clothes, like I'm all out of love
This hotel smells like cheap perfume and I
I wish I could talk to your body, yeah, talk to your
showed the full moon from behind
Closed do's, come out them under-clothes
Shawty I chose you and not them other hoes
A toast I propose to all those
who
go hiding
Right under your clothes, is where I find them
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my
go hiding
Right under your clothes, is where I find them
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my
go hiding
Right under your clothes, is where I find them
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my
hiding
Right under your clothes, is where I find them
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
hiding
Right under your clothes, is where I find them
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
you don't see me making songs about it
Although we technically didn't have sex
Just some above the clothes stuff
And some under the clothes stuff
I mean
take it fast so you can take it in slow
I can't imagine what you're hiding under all those clothes
While on the move you look into me
We're running
We are the ones with the birthday
Candles and the plastic guns that
Are hiding the kids with the unwashed
Clothes under trash can lids
Down
I rather get money I cant pose
With my bitch she love bankrolls
Off white under my bape clothes
Cant give out no new cheat codes
I can't let her fine
let her go
Can’t stand the thought of niggas seeing what’s under her clothes
She did me so wrong, I never thought she’d be so cold
Cold
She don’t even
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