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You must be ready for my love tonight (London) Keys to my whip, drivin' this shit Drivin' it straight to you, drivin' it straight I can tell, I can tell that you want this 'Cause you called up my phone really early tonight I can tell by the way that you're talkin' That you've been waiting and biding your time, baby And I know, and I know that you want me And I know, and I know that you want my love So, tonight, you tell me you're mine Nah, no-oh Sare ma, sare ma, sare Mm, ma binu si mi miole wale Tellin' you I'm drunk but you want me to drive You must be ready for my love tonight Mm, sare ma, sare ma, sare I don't need no postcode, baby, ma sare So I get the keys to my whip (Whip) Drivin' this shit (Shit) Drivin' it straight to you Zoom, zoom in my Beamеr 'Cause I don't wanna be late for dinnеr 'Cause I just linked somadina (Somadina) Letras de cancionesMm, in the back of the Beamer (Of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim, zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh, yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer, oh-oh In the back of the Beamer (Beamer) I'm gonna be late for dinner (Dinner) 'Cause I just linked somadina (Somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (Of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim, zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh, yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer, oh-oh In the back of the Beamer She no dey rest, rest, rest (She no dey rest) When I hit it from the back, back, back (Hit it from the back) 'Cause she knows her body's fi-fi-fire (She's fire, fire) So the tension don dey raise for my body, oh (Body, yeah) Mm, make I press, press, press (Make I press) Make I feel up on your chest, chest, chest (Make I feel up on your chest) When I was on the express, 'press, 'press I was thinkin' of you, of you I even got a tattoo I can show you after we done wreckin' the room No pressure, what we finna do? 'Cause I know you like it dirty, no rules Patience is gone You're takin' off All of your clothes No, oh, oh-oh Sare ma, sare ma, sare Mm, ma binu si mi miole wale Tellin' you I'm drunk but you want me to drive You must be ready for my love tonight Mm, sare ma, sare ma, sare I don't need no postcode, baby, ma sare So I get the keys to my whip (Whip) Drivin' this shit (Shit) Drivin' it straight to you Zoom, zoom in my Beamer 'Cause I don't wanna be late for dinner 'Cause I just linked somadina (Somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (Of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim, zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh, yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer, oh-oh In the back of the Beamer (Beamer) I'm gonna be late for dinner (Dinner) 'Cause I just linked somadina (Somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer (Of the Beamer), mm, yeah Zim, zim my Beamer, mm, yeah And it couldn't get realer, oh, yeah Ghostface killer, uh, yeah Inna the damn Beamer, oh-oh In the back of the Beamer (Beamer) I'm gonna be late for dinner (Dinner) 'Cause I just linked somadina (Somadina) Mm, in the back of the Beamer, mm, yeah Zim, zim my Beamer (Beamer) And it couldn't get realer (Realer) Ghostface killer (Killer) Inna the damn Beamer (Beamer) In the back of the Beamer From Letras Mania