R&B - NO Lyrics

Can I come over to yours girl
She said yeah yeah yeah yeahhhh
Ima come in through your back door
She said no no no
So I dialed off the cellphone
She said baby are you there there there there
Ima have you fall slow feel the weatherman
Snow Snow Snow Snowwww

Back out ya ting come and ride with me
Steak over here come and dine a piece
Fact Yeah we can reach all your fantasys
Not just Dms your Sliding in
Wack out ya bits is a minor thing
Jack up your arch let your tire spin
Touch base and we eat as well
Russ her I dont kiss and tell
Dance moves in the sheets with bell
Im talking one two we run through
One two ima buss your shell
Come clean I ran in
Then we buss over the sheets as well
Shorty got the juice
And the vibes are good
Come we chop this wood
Like I know you could
Shorty got the juice
And the vibes are good
Come we chop this wood
Like I know you could

Can I come over to yours girl
She said yeah yeah yeah yeahhhh
Ima come in through your back door
She said no no no
Ima call you on your cellphone
She said baby are you there there there there
Ima have you fall slow feel the weatherman
Snow Snow Snow Snowwww

Ima call you on your cellphone yeah yeah yeah
She said baby are you there there there there
Ima have you fall slow feel the weatherman
Snow Snow Snow Snowwww

Ima call you on your cellphone Cellphone
She said baby are you there there there there
Ima have you fall slow feel the weatherman
Snow Snow Snow Snowwww

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