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[feat. Tyga] Wait a minute, stop, take a look at yourself Check yourself out, now you can understand why I could never help myself Both your lips and your hands I don't never wanna feel them come off to me Take all this love and put it right there Keep it where it's supposed to be Ain't no turning back now It's too late, too late, Nothing that we can do You're bad, my bad's out of control Since you've been with me, yeah I've been rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you It's like the beat drops when you're in my lap Working like that, Then you turn around, And do it from the back like that A freak like me It is 5: 50 and... bizy on the side of the freeway Trying to speed home breaking the law... just couldn't wait It was too late It's too late, too late, Letras de cancionesNothing that we can do You're bad, my bad's out of control Since you've been with me, yeah I've been rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you Look at you, I see myself... you are no help Always starting arguments, I'm right here, you ain't gotta yell Woman and you're cool as hell, next we cooling ourselves Down, now don't play me baby I can play that game aswell Went from... to chanel, v6 to v12... beats to the hills Signing... I probably... take this ring and make a promise That one day you'll have my daufther She gonna look just like her mama Mama told me search for good girls and one day you'll find one She said you rubbing off on me, and I just want back the old me But not it's It's too late, too late, Nothing that we can do You're bad, my bad's out of control Since you've been with me, yeah I've been rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you, rubbing off on you. From Letras Mania