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You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like Used to come around, you'd be knocking on my front door Playing board-games, horror films with the secret door Thought that you were cute from the start, yeah, I'm pretty sure You were like the medicine, the medicine I wanted more All along I wanted someone to laugh with Found the guy I want the rest of my life with Ha, we on some husband and wife shit I don't really care cause I know that I like it And when the clouds part open When the last word is spoken When the last heart's been broken We'll be sitting on your bedroom floor still smoking And when the clouds part open When the last word is spoken When the last heart's been broken We'll be sitting on your bedroom floor still smoking Smoking, smoking You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like Don't stop just get it Let me see what you workin' with Baby girl is you with it? Don't stop, keep twerkin' it Let me tell you what I like Look at you, you just my type Lookin' in your eyes It blows my mind Let me look back at it one more time He pop, she pop, she know just what she doin' Real cute in the face But real slim in the waist So you know that I'm pursuing So tell me what we doin' Baby girl, where we go from here? Wanna tell you what I like Let me whisper in your ear So go and break it down I'ma ask you once So you know I got to make it count (make it count) Now don't just listen Baby girl, don't make a sound (make a sound) When I get you back home all alone Gonna make it bounce (make it bounce) Okay I'm getting off track, so what I'd like to spend some time with you Maybe share a glass of wine or two Talk all night, share a joke or two Maybe get a smile or laugh outta you But first, but first You ain't gotta keep searchin' Just hit me up where you workin' I'll tell you what I like in person (yeah) Oh, now I got a plan, I hope you gonna be my man I can see us crushy and my house right by the ocean sand And when I'm one to cry, I hope you gonna hold my hand And when the shit goes down, I hope you gonna make a stand This shit is super wild, this shit is super cool This shit is kinda gangsta, I think I'm into you This shit is super wild, this shit is super cool This shit is kinda gangsta, I think I'm into you You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like You call me up at six, come 'round undressing in my house again Your T-shirt's on the floor Yeah, we're undressing in my house again You know just what I like, I like, I like
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