โหลดเพลง mp3 Bout It - PartyNextDoor

Bout It - PartyNextDoor
She call me like she can't wait, she want it now now now

I give it to her that way, right now now now
We pop and roll to the strip, grind on that dick
I brought her back to the crib, skipped the foreplay
She's laying down it's 2 ish

Right on my bed, blonde bitch with her blue eyes

Like butter the way she spread
Oh man, I love my lil' chicka

My Nina, Melina, Aurona, Melauna
She want the anaconda right? (yah)

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?

'Bout it, 'bout it

Your body, your body is pure gold

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it

'Bout it, 'bout it

The way you prove you're 'bout it girl
She loves my style, love the way I sound

Love the way I talk, love the way I hang

God made no mistake, I done came a long way
So don't mind me, if I don't mind you

Nigga I got pill poppin' bitches in the back, of the Cherokee

Bitches still don't know how to react, to sincerity

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?
Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?

'Bout it, 'bout it

Your body, your body is pure gold

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it?

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it

'Bout it, 'bout it

The way you prove you're 'bout it girl

Stop telling those lies about me girl

And I just might call you back some time

A nigga might just holla back some time

I might just hit you back like
Stop telling those lies about me girl

I might just call you back one day

I might just call you back one day

(Might just call you back)

(Sex on the couch, no pull out

Sex on the couch, no pull out)