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dreece - serenade (louisa’s song) lyrics

intro: yea, ayo, ayo

verse1: baby don’t waste no time pull up on me for the night (yea)
you’ve been on my mind for a while, girl i gat you figured out (ayy)
typa girl i’m into, girl i wanna know what ypu about (ayy)
you’re looking like a cake now, girl i wanna blow the candles out (girl i’m tryna blow the candles out)
pull up girl don’t waste time, we running late
future looking bright when i look you in the face
we could be a lot, lil shawty pick a date
i just want to get it right, d&d with no mistakes

hook: how you make it work like oh no no
gimme that body girl i want some more
put it on me till i want no more
ayyy baby till i want no more
how you make it work like oh no no
gimme that body girl i want some more
put it on me till i want no more
ayyy baby till i want no more

verse2: pretty young thing! make me wan hala (wooh)
buss down deep in my pock on that guala
looking like a l!ck how she rock a bandanna
young n+gga finna put her on ‘em louis and prada
touchdown she nah delay, she be ten toes down in that channel
turnt thighs accompany, top game too sick on that flannel (sigh)
1 hunnid, she nah pretend, at the block she gon drip in c’s and pearls (yea)
i love the mute affairs, i hope she ain’t popping on the net (paww)

how you make it work like oh no no
gimme that body girl i want some more
put it on me till i want no more
ayyy baby till i want no more
how you make it work like oh no no
gimme that body girl i want some more
put it on me till i want no more
ayyy baby till i want no more

verse3: it’s no news that you’re everything i think about (uhhh)
and i know that you don’t like it when i’m in and out
fact is d+mn i can’t even wait to know what you’re really bout (uhhh)
body of a goddess girl i promise amma make it count
hol’up i’m about to make a statement like my bank account
blow a budget like announced, baby that sh+t is paramount
just pull up on me at the house, leave your face on my f+cking mouth
rendezvous on the party couch, finna take it a different route
you know ain’t tryna hit for clout (4ce)

- dreece lyrics

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