All The Signs (Explicit)

All The Signs (Explicit) - Don Toliver

Lyrics by：Caleb Toliver/Derek Anderson/Jaasu Mallory/Dylan Wiggins/Durrell Babbs/Antonio Lamar Dixon/Harvey Jay Mason/Steven L Russell/Damon Thomas

Produced by：206DEREK/Jaasu/Dylan Wiggins/Tommy Parker

Know you been mad at me I ain't trippin' girl it's all love

Got me stressin' when I see you in the club drinkin' '42 like it's nothin'

I been watchin' you and I can't take no more

I'ma give you what your body's been waitin' for

So if you wanna get sex turn around

Turn around

I'll let you throw that ass up and down

Up and down

Come on now girl I know I wanna see you naked ooh ooh

Ooh ooh yeah you know you know I just can't take

I can't take it no more

Let your panties hit the floor put your hands on the door right now

Right now

It seems like you ready

So come on now girl you know you know I just can't take

I can't take it no more

Guilty if I love you was a crime

You

Guilty I knew that pussy was all mine

You

Guilty for tellin' you we have more time

You

Guilty for believing all the signs

Pushin' that pussy all in my face I wanna grab it

You're like my favorite car I wanna gas it

She put that grip on mine I call her gadget

Nah nah nah nah we fight

Fight

We fuss we fight

Fight

You cuss I cuss we **** my life

Life

You really bust my lies

My lies

For what?

Some likes I'd like to thank that we better than that

But I know what you like that make-up sex don't nothin' get you wetter than that

Oh oh

When I raise my voice

You moist

But I make a point

It'll make you cry

So when you come home slammin' them doors packin' up clothes

Why?

Why?

It's 'cause you need some me

Some me

And I got you

I got you

I'm your lover I'm your homie

I'm your twin

Twin

I'm your partner not your problem

We break up then make up

Baby

Then hang out then hang up

Baby why?

We lay down then lay up

Why?

Guilty if I love you was a crime

You

Guilty I knew that pussy was all mine

You

Guilty for tellin' you we have more time

You

Guilty for believing all the signs

Pushin' that pussy all in my face I wanna grab it

You're like my favorite car I wanna gas it

She put that grip on mine I call her gadget

Oh oh oh

Pretty pretty pink pussy

Pretty

Fuck it

Pretty

Pussy

Pink pussy

Pretty pretty pink pussy

Pretty

Fuck it

Pretty

Pussy

Pink pussy