Текст песни Sweat

(Feat. Chris Brown)

[Young Dro]
Chris Brown Young Dro
Sweat, sweat, she gon sweat, she gon sweat, she gon sweat, she gon sweat, she gon sweat,then sweat, sweat, sweat

[Chris Brown]
I'll be putting it down in a minute
How long will it take, before your
screaming my name, oh baby
We should rip off our clothes and get naked
I'll be like oh yea! you'll be like oh yea!
Partying down bumping here
Making us sweat
Put her lil' pedicure up on my chest
And we gon' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like oh yea! you'll be oh yea!
Making us sweat.

[Young Dro]
Now you on top of me, I'm poundin' I be going deeper than about for me
Now it ain't no stoppin' me
My love for you is 'cause that when I made you , I raised you
Keep that p*ssy wet, wet, wet, parna' parna' raised you
I teach you how to f*ck with me, drip, drip, what' up with me,
Girl I hate to hide to me, baby open up some bubbly
Then I think that attitude got arrow come from cupid
Feeling on yo ass, you be like Dro you so stupid.
First you had a man but you knew that boy was lame thoYoung Dro - Sweat - http://ru.motolyrics.com/young-dro/sweat-lyrics.html
right after that storm girl you know here come that rainbow, I'm here
I'm about to make you sweat on top of sweat on sweat
Make that p*ssy sket, now you wet on top of wet on wet.

Chorus:
[Chris Brown]
I'll be putting it down in a minute
How long will it take, before your
screaming my name, oh baby
We should rip off our clothes and get naked
I'll be like oh yea! you'll be like oh yea!
Partying down bumping here
Making us sweat
Put her lil' pedicure up on my chest
And we gon' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like oh yea! you'll be oh yea!
Making us sweat

[Young Dro]
Sweat, sweat, sweat, I know what you want
I know what you need, I know what you need,
You think a piece of me, and we can go shopping,
We can go ballin', whatever you call it, it's the king in me.
You need that thug shit, plus I'm on some love shit and you know I'm gangsta wit it, and I'm on some slug shit, oh you know that p*ssy make me lock up like a dreadlock
Have you holla yabba dabba when i make the bed rock, put my whole face in you, now I'm literally tastin' you, round, round town oh my god
you got me chasin you, don't matter about the weather, you be makin' me better and you say been there, but I'm bout to get you wetter
Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat.

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