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(Intro) Dream girl, it reminds me that you know Dream girl, it reminds me that you know Dream girl, it reminds me that you know Dream girl, it reminds me that you know (Verse) This that feel girl playin in yo room when you’re alone shit The red rose is bout to chug this white Patrone shit The red one, tall glass, love Jones shit That put the kids to bed, dim the lights grown shit Them heels compliment yo thighs and yo caff muscles But your heart is complicated like a math puzzle You see them niggas in yo life before then understand you That’s why I wrote this song and show you all the things you can do Rocks candles on the mantle, flicker in the dark You hard to handle like a piano, you so fucking sharp I press yo keys, spread yo knees, try to touch yo heart And if it’s meant to be then let it be, don’t make me stop I’m kissing on yo neck, knowing that it’d get you wet And you know I know every spot so you call me when you want sex I get the text, quickly dress and then I’m on my way Never make you wait, I know you hate it when I’m late (Hook x2) Love Jones in this bitch, grown niggas’ shit Letras de cancionesIt’s on red and Patrone and something pretty weird That red bone, caramel tone, candle light Handle mama right, more in like let’s get it on (Verse) Is this my poetic justice to get my lady in red? See I don’t fuck with her mental but she be crazy in bed But I be lead astray every day, gone in the afters She don’t really be playin intenses to the rappers And I be throwing on my brothers, you know them Ali’s Twin sheets like can I be? To be, mama try me Call me pro, she smoke but I don’t even wanna hit the roads, paranoia if I talk She grew up like grass, tug of war let, more or less pass Hourglass figure, I grip you dame, look at that ass They gone for your figure, picture all the passion The average bitch, nah you exception to the rule, let’s be cool Chemistry do be having us in raptured dust After thrust in crunts what mama wants mama gets Opposite sex best kept secret, deep shit Love she let me keep it, leaking frequent (Hook x2) Love Jones in this bitch, grown niggas’ shit It’s on red and Patrone and something pretty weird That red bone, caramel tone, candle light Handle mama right, more in like let’s get it on (Outro) Dream girl, it reminds me that you know Dream girl, it reminds me that you know From Letras Mania