
DEAN, Anderson .Paak - Put My Hands On You
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I should be patient
But can’t hardly wait
Something I wanted
Since the first day
We should go on with
What we’re thinking bout
How could I know
And she said if you like this
It’s yours, it’s yours
(And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it)
And she said do what you wish
It’s yours it’s yours
(And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it)
Ooh Look here baby
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you
Ooh when we’re faded
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you
I know you say you really like it
You never been here before (No)
I think we could be on to something
It feels so good to hold
Feels good to me
You tell me if it’s too much (No)
Maybe we should take it slow
I think we could be onto
Something when you told me baby
And she said if you like this
It’s yours, it’s yours
(And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it)
And she said do what you wish
It’s yours it’s yours
(And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it)
Ooh Look here baby
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you
Ooh when we’re faded
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you
Hey
She don’t even try
But I believe she knows
Tell me just how far can I go
She don’t need to try
She don’t have to act the part
I love your body
Face in the pillow
Ass where the wind blows
Everytime we link up
Sex is all we think up
Body like a city
I got keys and the zip code
We don’t even speak much
All we do is drink up
Shots of the 참이슬
Blue dream chief up
자기야 이리 와 빨리 와 가자
All this love I hope
It don’t hurt ya
All this work I hope
It’s all worth it
Perfect, in an imperfect way
Jerkin, tugging on my shirt like
Aye I know you wanna get a taste
And she said if you like this
It’s yours, it’s yours
And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it
And she said do what you wish
It’s yours it’s yours
And I don’t even gotta think about it
I don’t even gotta talk about it
Ooh look here baby
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you
Ooh when we’re faded
Ay yi yi yi
I just wanna put my hands on you
I just wanna put my hands on you
On you