Music: Stephen Bruner/Channel Tres
Yeah
There's no one here girl but us
Us, us, us
Taking our time there's no rush
Rush, rush, rush
I'm not ashamed how I feel
Hell no
It's that thing they call love
Ooh, it's ok with me
It's ok if we get a little messy
Spend the day with g
Kicking you around like Messi
Look at the time going around
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Looks good
Can you walk this way?
Is that your ****?
He need a touch up, come and get this fade
My face, my face, my face
Spread open, I dive in
We leanin' and rocking
Providin' your high and
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah
There's no one here girl but us
Us, us, us
Taking our time there's no rush
Rush, rush, rush
I'm not ashamed how I feel
Hell no
It's that thing they call love
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh