Отключить рекламуwhole song: B F# C#
|Verse 1|
BAh yeah, ah yeah, I ain't really into drugs,
F# C#But now you been my biggest plug.
BThe loving, yeah, you got on lock,
F# C#Plus you give me all the things I'm wanting.
BI don't really know what's up,
F# C#But when I saw you last night at the club,
BMy body wanna get on top—
F# C#On top, on top.
|Pre-Chorus|
BI find it a weakness
F# C#That I get to sharing your air,
BYour sweet uniqueness—
F# C#I get to feel when you're right there.
BOh, weakness,
F# C#That I get to sharing your air,
BYour sweet uniqueness—
F# C#I need to feel when you're right there, oh, right there.
|Chorus|
B F# C#Mm-mm-mm, wish somebody could come and pipe me up,
B F# C#Come and pipe me, girl—yeah, you come and pipe me, girl.
B F# C#I'm getting desperate; on these streets, it's not my fault.
B F# C#Talking stage no longer in my blood, and I know
B F# C#I'm getting really old.
|Verse 2|
Fuck your broke home, you know I'm pulling up in a fast car.
Baby, I was on that slow mode—get me ready to match your fire.
Baby, I can never let go; on your marks, then baby, let's go.
And when you need me, I'll come through—come I dey condo, in my condo, oh yeah.
Like Meemi said: “I'll be dumb if I don't answer your call.”
You're my mission, I can see it in your eyes, you give me full permission.
Just Do it in my house, let's Do it in Abidjan; position your chest,
We'll check on we chest—girl, I wanna speak into your heartbeat.
Tell me to stop—come de heart me, it's so hot.
I hope you mean this—hope you're not playing my head.
Can't believe this—how we be sailing inside there.
I need commitment when I'm splitting your legs, hit it with intent.
Your walls like Jericho, I fear—I fear.
|Chorus|
Mm-mm-mm, wish somebody could come and pipe me up,
Come and pipe me, girl—yeah, you come and pipe me, girl.
I'm getting desperate; on these streets, it's not my fault.
Talking stage no longer in my blood, and I know
I'm getting really old.
|Chorus (reprise)|
Wish somebody could come and pipe me up,
Come and pipe me, girl—yeah, you come and pipe me, girl.
I'm getting desperate; on these streets, it's not my fault.
Talking stage no longer in my blood, and I know
I'm getting really old—oh, oh, oh.
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