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michete - red rover lyrics

call your girlfriend, tell her that it’s over
got you switching teams so they call me red rover
red rover, red rover
got you switching teams so they call me red rover
in your car, on your bed, on your sof-er
got you switching teams so they call me red rover
red rover, red rover
got you switching teams- hey! i’m coming over!

whoa there papi!
what you doing?
saw you walked in, had my eye on you and
if i’m being quite honest you are just my type
got a bag full of tricks that you just might like
ooh! let me show you who i am
‘cause you got me wanting you like my name was uncle sam
man, i saw you from behind and a b-tch couldn’t take
trying to get this icing all over that cake
ooh! godd-mn i love a thick boy-
front like you don’t want me but you know you ain’t sl1ck, boy
slide through, show me what you do with that d-ck, boy
making santorum but you know i ain’t rick, boy
bad b-tch breaking out of the kennel
trying to eat your babies like i’m sweet dee reynolds
and you say you got a girl, well it’s time that you forget her
guarantee i put it down better
‘cause i’m hot
and she’s not
bet you i can blow your mind if you give me one shot
i’m bad
and you know it
got you on rock-rock but you’re trying not to show it
stop that!
you gotta
stop that!
‘cause you got that good good and i’m trying to top that
so

call your girlfriend, tell her that it’s over
got you switching teams so they call me red rover
in your car, on your bed, on your sof-er
got you switching teams so they call me red rover

i can see desire written on your lips
i can start a fire with my fingertips
sin without shame, love is a game
never met the devil but he knows your name

i turn a saint to a sinner
bad b-tch contest- yeah, i’m the winner
pretty young thing, but i ain’t no beginner
eat that bussy up for dinner
lunch
breakfast
don’t compare me to that next b-tch
suck that d-ck ‘til i’m breathless
i make you question everything you’ve ever known
got that knick-knack, paddywhack, give a dog a bone
yeah, this neck game ‘bout to make you weak in the knees
go down, head spinning three-sixty degrees
then i bring it back up and it’s time to get even
baby i’m the serpent, all up in your eden
down on your knees, better give me that praise
wanna bite that apple, come and get you a taste
that’s nut on your face
a big disgrace
d-mn right, i’ma put you back into your place
i’m so bad but i do it so well
got you riding shotgun on the highway to h-ll, yeah
i’m the type of b-tch make you lose your religion
going all night, trying every position
underworld p-ssy, there ain’t no salvation
f-cking with michete is eternal d-mnation
going up in flames ‘til it all freezes over
got you switching teams so they call me red rover

- michete lyrics

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