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Riding in the old school Listening to old tunes Reminiscing old times When I use to take you down Whipping in the Chitown We was such a mess Motorboat your waterfall Underneath your dress Kissing on your tattoos Licking on your back too Tingling in your spine Have you curled up like a cashew We should run that back soon I want my quarterback yeah I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I miss the way I make love to you And girl I know that you miss it too Letras de cancionesI hope that one day we can be cool What do we have to lose We’ve faded away Far away But now that time is just right (Yeah) To pick it up where we laid it I’m trynna see what that’s like Lately what have you been on girl I gotta know I’m better than before You fuckin with a pro (yeah) You look like you could use a fifth Let me gon and lay that pipe I want me quarter back yeah yeah I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I miss the way I make love to you And girl I know that you miss it too I hope that one day we can be cool What do we have to lose I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I use to fuck with a dime With no strings attached Now that we’ve both grown up I want my quarterback I miss the way I make love to you And girl I know that you miss it too I hope that one day we can be cool What do we have to lose From Letras Mania