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X My <3 (Sexy MF)
04:38
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Hi
My name's Daddy
Tell me yours
Come in don't talk
Leave your clothes outside
I want to free those dirty thoughts inside your mind
Now put your hands behind your back and shut your eyes
Are you mine
Please say you're mine
You scratch my back and it feels like Saturn
You bite my lip and it feels like home
Everyone knows that nothing is perfect
But it's the purest thing that I've ever known
Come love I'm open wide
You can come hide inside
And I will keep your secrets safe with mine
I cross my heart and hope to die
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
I will keep your secrets safe with mine
I cross my heart and hope to die
Boy tell me what you like
Cuz I can tell you I'm an innovative guy
Now leave your heart on the floor before I take you past this door
Where there's no love and there's no lies
You kiss my thighs and it feels like Venus
And your choke is so tight like you mean it
Everyone knows that nothing is perfect
But this is always worth it
Come love I'm open wide
You can come hide inside
And I will keep your secrets safe with mine
I cross my heart and hope to die
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
I will keep your secrets safe with mine
I cross my heart and hope to die
Yeah
Come love I'm open wide
You can come hide inside
And I will keep your secrets safe with mine
I cross my heart and hope to die
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
You're a sexy muthafucka
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2. |
Boyz feat. Felix & Zava
03:47
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If you didn't know
Then you never knew nada
It's me, Felix and Zava
It's me, Felix and Zava
If you didn't know
Then you never knew nada
It's me, Felix and Zava
It's me, Felix and Zava
Shout out the Kesha
Your love was my drug
But crack is wack and I've had enough
You can call Tyrone to help you with your stuff
Ha Ha Ha
You thought you called my bluff
But I own the full house it's fine
That's my name on the muthafuckin' dotted line
Boy you can quit all that goddamn cryin'
You just like Simba
You always lyin'
And tell your mama I said hi
And your side bitch that it's fine
No, I don't need a single dime
Maxine Waters, reclaiming all my time
Yeah, there must be other boyz
That won't play me like a toy
And to think you had a choice
Between me and those other boyz
Yeah, there must be other boyz
That won't play me like a toy
And to think you had a choice
Between me and those other boyz
Like Ariana, 6:30 I was down
But now I'm JoJo, Baby get out
Used to be my baby, Mariah Carey style
Now I'm Independant like Destiny's Child
My bills are paid
I don't need ya
Get out the kitchen
Ain't gon feed ya
I'm a lady, you're a tramp, yeah
But I guess it was nice to meet ya
And tell your mama I said hi
And your side bitch that it's fine
No, I don't need a single dime
Maxine Waters, reclaiming all my time
Yeah, there must be other boyz
That won't play me like a toy
And to think you had a choice
Between me and those other boyz
Yeah, there must be other boyz
That won't play me like a toy
And to think you had a choice
Between me and those other boyz
Tired of all the boys who think they got what it takes
Make no mistake
Lookin for a man who is the icing on my cake
I don't need a boy anyway
Cuz I got me at the end of the day
I don't need a boy anyway
Cuz I got me at the end of the day
Boyz
Toy
Choice
Boyz
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3. |
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Ugh
That bitch ain't me
Who is she
They ain't me
Could never be
No receipts (Oh)
RIP
You and me
Knew you'd be
So sorry (Oh)
At fist we started out cool
But you been actin' a fool
Not something I'm not used to
Now that I think about it
I guess that they're cute for you
But they can't do like I do
I guess that I'm just amused
That you even tried it
Their skin ain't soft like mine
They're smart but ain't got my mind
Bitch, is you blind
I'm one of a kind
Their cookies ain't got that sweet
That chocolate you love to eat
No, they'll never be me
My secret recipe
Who is she
They ain't me
Could never be
No receipts (Oh)
RIP
You and me
Knew you'd be
So sorry (Oh)
We might be the same height
But his long ain't my wide
Bet you remember my stroke
How could you forget it
I see them on your timeline
But you stay steady on mine
Can't get me off of your mind
I knew that you'd regret it
Their swag ain't quite like mine
So clean, keep it pristine
Always ready for you
Do they know what you're into
Their kisses ain't got that sweet
That truth I know that you need
They can never be me
Bitch, you needed me
Who is she
They ain't me
Could never be
No receipts (Oh)
RIP
You and me
Knew you'd be
So sorry (Oh)
Let me get this straight
Now your straight
Oh wait, did I show up just a little too late
You were just in my bed, ugh, and that was fake
Then why I got a voicemail of you on my phone screaming my name
Ugh, and yeah that's strange
You told me that you loved me on our first date
Now you got me blocked on every single app
Stopped sharing your location on the map
You won't even text me back
Oh no, boy you can't wrong me
I am not your experiment
You cannot clone me
You turned out to be a phony
Time to dig up the skeletons in the closet you ain't owning
Everything you are is just one big lie
What you think, she bout to hold you when you cry
Can you really look me in the eye and say bye
(I can)
Boy, bye
Who is she
They ain't me
Could never be
No receipts (Oh)
RIP
You and me
Knew you'd be
So sorry (Oh)
Who is she
They ain't me
Could never be
No receipts (Oh)
RIP
You and me
Knew you'd be
So sorry (Oh)
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4. |
Home Alone
03:55
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Hey
I used to call you on your cellphone
But you were never there
I was home alone
Macaulay Culkin in my own home
So I did the math when I wrote this song
I equals me and me is enough
I've got all the love I could ever want
Lookin' in the mirror
(Hey, yeah, it's true)
You got me and I got you
Once I let go, boy I dip
And then I snap and write a hit
How you're feelin' now's irrelevant
Judge Judy, bitch
Your case dismissed
Cuz I'm a bad muthafucka from The Dotte
Oh, you ain't know
Oh, you forgot
No, don't DM me cuz you blocked
Sashay away
Kick rocks
I used to call you on your cellphone
But you were never there
I was home alone
Macaulay Culkin in my own home
So I did the math when I wrote this song
I equals me and me is enough
I've got all the love I could ever want
Lookin' in the mirror
(Hey, yeah, it's true)
You got me and I got you
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Stop throwin' roses at my feet
I'm outer space
Outta reach
My thoughts used to go-go like a beat
But like this track, they found release
Cuz I can always count on me
Once you know that, then you're free
I would say fuck apologies
But I'll accept, then press delete
I used to call you on your cellphone
But you were never there
I was home alone
Macaulay Culkin in my own home
So I did the math when I wrote this song
I equals me and me is enough
I've got all the love I could ever want
Lookin' in the mirror
(Hey, yeah, it's true)
You got me and I got you
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
Sis, fuck it up
I used to call you on your cellphone
But you were never there
I was home alone
Macaulay Culkin in my own home
So I did the math when I wrote this song
I equals me and me is enough
I've got all the love I could ever want
Lookin' in the mirror
(Hey, yeah, it's true)
You got me and I got you
I used to call you on your cellphone
But you were never there
I was home alone
Macaulay Culkin in my own home
So I did the math when I wrote this song
I equals me and me is enough
I've got all the love I could ever want
Lookin' in the mirror
(Hey, yeah, it's true)
You got me and I got you
Sis, fuck it up
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Stephonne Kansas City, Missouri
If you’re looking for a good soul-stirring, acquaint yourself with Stephonne. The KC-born artist evokes the sultry sashay of
Prince — one of his primary inspirations — and the omniscient wisdom of great jazz singers from bygone eras. He recombines the best elements of soul, R&B and funk, informing the resulting sound with some kind of magical instinct for the irresistible.
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