I don't wanna wake up
I want you spread out on the sheets
Said her pussy so good
And her pussy so sweet, oh
I don't wanna wake up
I want it flowing through my streams
Getting me hot
Under my feet
I don't wanna wake up
Please don't wake me up, I feel it creeping (yeah)
Controlling how you moving, lucid dreaming (dreams)
Always on the side of different seasons, yeah, yeah
Took the belt-way down to your hood (it's lit)
Say you was in the crowd, I never looked
Looking back how things came back around
Guess I was hooked
Burn the bread and then we burn the town
We both was cooked, yeah
Nah, nah, please don't wake me up, feel like I'm dreamin'
Any given Sunday, you can get it, Willie Beamen
I can make your Mondays even better like the weekend (yeah)
That’s my coco I'm her Ice-T (coco)
Bend her over for some piping (it's lit!)
Bust a cloud, shoot the lightning (pop it)
Pop it now, no, we can't sleep
I don't wanna wake up (yeah)
Want you spread out on the sheets (it's lit!)
Say, pussy so good (pop it)
Oh, pussy so sweet (yeah)
When I wake up (yeah, yeah)
Wanna drop top on the beach (straight up)
Getting me high, yeah (yeah)
Under my feet
When I wake up
You decide if I live or die
When you're close, I'm alive, I can feel the sky
I just want your body close to me, oh
And if I OD
I'll be alone with no heartbeat
I hold the hills with a coast in the Lambo
And the doors going up, suicide
I don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up)
I want you spread out on the sheets (want you spread out on the sheets)
'Cause that pussy so good, (pussy so good) yeah
Girl, that pussy so sweet (so sweet)
I don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up)
I want it flowing through my streams (want it flowing through my streams)
Ha, getting me hot (getting me hot)
Oh, under my feet (my feet)
I don't wanna wake up (yeah)
compositores: Abel Tesfaye, Adam King Feeney, Jacques Webster, Mike Dean, Sevn Thomas, Wallis Lane
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