The Bleus - SUMN LIKE THIS (feat. Likkle Slave) Lyrics

Yea... Aye
Now a mi she call when time her man gone a work
Eight pon di dot ah ring off mi phone
Tell har come over mi work from home
Nobody else just me and you alone
She seh she waah me tek my time
She seh she rate how mi Naah fi postpone
Cause her man come fast like him name Google Chrome
But mi reach round three and still tough like stone
Beat mi ah beat it, moan she ah moan
Clap mi ah clap it up, Groan she ah groan
Wet up the sheet till ah drown me ah drown
Ask har ah who fa? She say fi mi own
But mi nuh haffi keep it ah loan me a loan
Tell har fi don't bother call back mi phone
Cause me know him ah wonder how you smell like cologne

I spit a word and so she started to hover
Covers are coating our bodies
Turn the wax into butter
She likes to sing a pretty song
While we dance in the flowers
Powder all over her nose
And we pose the hoes here for hours
I got to pick up all the doe
And all the clothes here are dapper
She know I got it for the low
Just hit my here after
I mean
Just hit my phone here after
She know I got it for the low
Just hit my phone here after
Yea

Make that money
Money
That raw
Make that money
Money
Take some
Make that money
Money
Make some
Make some that money
Money
Take some

You don't need me baby
I need you

I need you
You got me
Girl going
Through the blues

Light a candle for this room
Bring your body close to mine
So I can feel you
I wanna feel your body
Close to mine

See
I just wanna go tonight
She don't wanna be at home tonight
I don't wanna be alone tonight

See
I just wanna go tonight
She don't wanna be at home tonight
I don't wanna be alone tonight

Make that money
Money
Take some
Take some
Take some
Take some