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MJG - Don't Hold Back lyrics
[Hook x2] Don't hold back, baby throw it don't front it Give it to me good like you friend, girl touch it Run it, straight down the center like a sprinter 5-4-3-2-1 enter [Verse 1] They talks a lot about ya vibe, ya makin' me feel ya inner thoughts MJG, wanna dip in the sauce Knock it off, fantasy scenes of me and you Plenty other women that dream of being you Cute face, good attitude, small waist Girl ya number one in the race the rest chase Baby first of all ya look at me close searchin' for lines Thankin' that you can get in my mind, thankin' that I'm A lightweight, left fly straight in one wait Lay it down over the world in one date Pure P-I-M-P-I-N-G Both of us grown no need to pretend we Ain't prepared for the houses with the marble floors Three staircases with the antique doors All day, valet hit the place your ride With thirty-five rooms just in case you tired Amazon, let's have a marathon in the bedroom Come stout, 6'3" with any leg room I know what to do if ya know how to act Now say it to yourself baby don't hold back [Hook x2] [Verse 2] As we begin ya perfume clouds the room, Soft Rain Sprinkle down homie massage away the pain I been standin' here scopin' ya girl from across the club Suave House outtas for real, show us some love We can peel off into the night and do it right And leave two streaks in the street and we outta sight Space-age, still don't nothin' move but the hits So baby shake it to the front and the back right quick Last call for alcohol, what do you prefer (Baby I don't drink) Well that's cool what about hers Swang it over to me sugar I don't need no slack Let me see it, let me see it girl don't hold back [Hook x2] I see you lookin' at the ice Thankin' bout a way to be my wife Dollars signs in ya eyes, not tonight, skirt tight To the hip, bend over bust a whole to the slip Now mesmerized gauging at the lips on the tip, of that thang Shaved down lookin' high hay Freaky thoughts travel through my brain all day Listen baby, when I saw you in that mini-skirt It made me wanna really go to work Wonderin' could I get them legs straight up in the sky Lay down and watch the silly fed blaze roll by You and I kick back when we through gettin' high Intoxicated folks don't lie, don't try I can picture us posted in the bed buck wild Humpin' like it's goin' outta style, stay awhile Now smile, naw better yet say ahh Do it in the back of a car like a star [Hook x4] |
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