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alex chapman - bring it back once more (lose my breath remix) lyrics

(can you keep up?
baby boy, make me lose my breath
bring the noise, make me lose my breath
hit me hard, make me lose my (huh+huh)

good p+ss for sure
bad b+tch but don’t walk on all fours
tell me ‘watch your mouth’ what for?
what she finna do, to who?
girl f+ck that wh0re
bring it back once more
don’t stop bumpin’ that sh+t till four
bartender baby just pour
tell that man don’t stare, this p+ss work like chores
hermès suit of course
watch me work, miss b+tch
leaving it all on the floor
talk my sh+t but i walk a lot of more
k!ller ’bout her looks, send a b+tch to a morgue

nah, here’s what imma do
i put it right there, make it еasy for your ass to get to
what up, eat it up b+ttercup
now you wanna act likе you don’t know what to do
ain’t that there ’boutta b+tch
after i done did everything you want a bad b+tch to do
boy if you don’t come and swim inside
it’s ocean, taste like potion, need no lotion

ooh, eat this up for supper
you got the beat, what a lucky motherf+cker
now you better come with the hang time
’cause all that talk, better have a lot of walk
this p+ssy do what it want to
all i want is you to satisfy me
gimme that d+ck, lemme drive that stick
that brick, that stiff, make a bad b+tch limp, uh
bring it back once more
don’t stop bumpin’ that sh+t till four
bartender baby just pour
tell that man don’t stare, this p+ss work like chores
hermès suit of course
watch me work, miss b+tch
leaving it all on the floor
talk my sh+t but i walk a lot of more
k!ller ’bout her looks, send a b+tch to a morgue

ooh, b+tch move
two things i hate when a b+tch ‘tryna bust her move
one, don’t f+ck up my groove
baby wanna come and meet me halfway across the room
you know it’s how i do
b+tch might take it so deep, boy i know he can’t swim
workin’ that d+ck like a training session
you can take it down south, that’s the right direction
fat p+ssy mama (what it do b+tch)
only by the comma, not the drama
eat a b+tch like dahmer
and that brings me to two
i hate a dumb b+tch that just don’t get the clue
this p+ssy do what it do
boy a lifeguard, you gonna need protection
breaking this back, keep chiropracting
i’m taking your man, b+tch get to stepping
bring it back once more
don’t stop bumpin’ that sh+t till four
bartender baby just pour
tell that man don’t stare, this p+ss work like chores
hermès suit of course
watch me work, miss b+tch
leavin’ it all on the floor
talk my sh+t but i walk a lot of more
k!ller ’bout her looks, send a b+tch to a morgue

bring it back once more
don’t stop bumpin’ that sh+t till four
bartender baby just pour
tell that man don’t stare, this p+ss work like chores
hermès suit of course
watch me work, miss b+tch
leavin’ it all on the floor
talk my sh+t but i walk a lot of more
k!ller ’bout her looks, send a b+tch to a morgue

(if you can’t make me say ooh
like the beat of this drum
why you askin’ for some
you ain’t really want none
if you can’t make me say ooh
like the beat of this groove
you don’t have no business in this
here’s your papers, baby, you are dismissed)

good p+ss for sure
bad b+tch but don’t walk on all fours
tell me ‘watch your mouth’ what for?
what she finna do, to who?
girl f+ck that wh0re

- alex chapman lyrics

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