NAMORA

I like making money, I like you
I like your beauty marks and that tattoo
The way your eyes look, and how they turn
When I grab you and I eat you up
Uh-uh, babe, uh-uh
I want to fill my memory with your nudes
I want to fill you with kisses, flowers, money, and sex
I want you to be the only one

Baby, welcome to my bed
I’m giving you the warm welcome, mm-mm
Baby, welcome to my bed (welcome)
I’m giving you the warm welcome

You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked, mm

Face down, uh
Babe, you’re like a magazine (-zine)
Wow, look what the gym has done
I want to record you, love treating you
Also want to put a ring on it (a ring), uh
Tonight the moon is sweet
Until the spring breaks
That’s my wild girl
With the outfits, with the poses, you always show off
And honestly, I don’t know why, babe, you put on makeup
If you know that after this
It’s just hair pulling and then to the ribs
My princess, my princess
For that little mouth, I brought cream with strawberries (okay)
You drive me crazy when the tip kisses me
And I when I step on your head

Baby, welcome to my bed
I’m giving you the warm welcome, mm-mm
Baby, welcome to my bed (welcome)
I’m giving you the warm welcome

You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked
You’re coming out in love, all soaked, mm

All soaked–, all soaked–, all soaked–, hey
All soaked–, all soaked–, your baby lover, eh
Ly-Ly-Lyanno, babe
D-Note The Beatllionare
Lonzo
Worries
The dirty players, babe
You know you’re welcome
Whenever you want