Lyrics: Peter Miranda/Kurt Magallanes
Music: Peter Miranda/Kurt Magallanes
What I'll do
I will make things right, can you come through?
‘Cause i know that he can't **** you like i do
I'll be waiting for you at our rendevouz
What I'll do
I'ma cut to the chase
Want you on me up and under, oh baby look at my face
Tell me how you feel, all i want is the truth, i ain't tryna play games
What is your perspective? 'Cause i got a different motive to you
I just wanna make love, we can do it slow-mo
Don't tell anybody we just keep it on the low low
I know you a freak, 'cause you do it like a pro
Lick it lick it baby, can you give me some more affection
Eventhough we we're just friends
Forget about your man, baby come into my section
Make a real connection
'Cause that's
What I'll do
I will make things right, can you come through?
'Cause I know that he can't **** you like I do
I'll be waiting for you at our rendevouz
What I'll do
We can make this happen
Let you taste what's heaven
Feels like forever
Imagine if you didn't hesitated
Poppin' all these bottles til we're wasted, faded
I don't wanna feel so jaded
Bring that ass back to me baby
I wanna hear you screaming all the stuff i'll do
All the shit we do
What I'll do
I will make things right, can you come through?
'Cause I know that he can't **** you like I do
I'll be waiting for you at our rendevouz
What I'll do
What I'll do
I will make things right, can you come through?
'Cause I know that he can't **** you like I do
I'll be waiting for you at our rendevouz
What I'll do
I'ma do it, do it slow, I'ma do it fast
Finna make you feel good, gonna make it last
Finna make you feel good
Finna make you feel good
I'ma make you feel good
What I'll do
She asked me what I'll do with her body
What I'll do
Told her all the things you can't imagine
I'ma do some things you better do not like
I can give you feeling that will change your life
Bet you gonna call me on your phone
Then give me the key so I can come inside
What I'll do
What I'll do with her body
What I'll do
Told her all the things you can't imagine