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All The Signs (feat. Teezo Touchdown) letra


Know you been mad at me, I ain't trippin', girl, it's all love
Got me stressin' when I see you in the club, drinkin' '42 like it's nothin'
I been watchin' you and I can't take no more
I'ma give you what your body's been waitin' for
So if you wanna get sex, turn around (turn around)
I'll let you throw that ass up and down (up and down)
Come on now, girl, I know I wanna see you naked, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, yeah, you know, you know I just can't take
I can't take it no more
Let your panties hit the floor, put your hands on the door right now (right now)
It seems like you ready
So come on now, girl, you know, you know I just can't take
I can't take it no more

Guilty if I love you was a crime (you)
Guilty, I knew that pussy was all mine (you)
Guilty for tellin' you we have more time (you)
Guilty for believing all the signs
Pressin' that pussy all in my face, I wanna grab it
You're like my favorite car, I wanna gas it
(She put that grip on mine, I call her gadget)

Nah, nah, nah, nah, we fight (fight)
We fuss, we fight (fight)
You cuss, I cuss, we my life (life)
You really bust my lies (my lies)
For what? Some likes, I'd like to thank that we better than that
But I know you like that make-up sex, don't nothin' get you wetter than that (oh, oh)
When I raise my voice (you moist), but I make a point (it'll make you cry)
So when you come home, slammin' them doors, packin' up clothes (why? Why?)
It's 'cause you need some me (some me) and I got you (I got you)
I'm your lover, I'm your homie
I'm your twin (twin), I'm your partner, not your problem
We break up, then make up (baby)
Then hang out, then hang up (baby, why?)
We lay down, then lay up (why?)
Guilty if I love you was a crime (you)
Guilty, I knew that pussy was all mine (you)
Guilty for tellin' you we have more time (you)
Guilty for believing all the signs
Pressin' that pussy all in my face, I wanna grab it
You're like my favorite car, I wanna gas it
She put that grip on mine, I call her gadget (oh, oh, oh)

Pretty, pretty pink pussy
Pretty (twerk it), pretty (pussy), pink pussy
Pretty, pretty pink pussy
Pretty (twerk it), pretty (pussy), pink pussy

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