- Sylo Nozra divine 歌词
- Sylo Nozra
- I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me
When the sign goes red
We up 'til Monday morning
I'mma make this bed
Like I ain't ever sleeping
Only room for two
We beaming up
Hollywood sets
They
Hop to the top,
We used to rock
You got me off
But you look more like FeFe
Tomboy of my dreams
Bad girl, Ri Ri
Girl you be
Oh baby
Now you tell me
Hope we link
Wait 'til you want it more,
Eight figure
Makes these thoughts linger
When I ain't with ya
I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me
Mine mine mine mine
I'm gonna get it
Lie lie lie lie
On the Tempur-Pedic
All night night night
Between these walls
Play "Love Galore
Again
What I miss bout you
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Oh what I miss bout you
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Oh, I can feel the tension cross the apartment
The way you’re looking
Paint this view
My Ms. Kahlo
I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me
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