Letra de All The Time (Feat. Lil Wayne & Natasha Mosley) - Jeremih
Letra de canci�n de All The Time (Feat. Lil Wayne & Natasha Mosley) de Jeremih lyrics
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
And the morning when I wanna f*ck you
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
M-O-E-T
Thats what the f*ck we be sippin
Thats what the f*ck be drippin
My Trap house still tippin
Face time when I�m gone
She gave me dome from the distance
She love to climb on top
But she love to walk off limping
Pimps up, hoes down
Legs up or toes down
Why she jock me, cause she knocked knee�d
And we got trees, so many go around
Gotta know I ate her
She so sweet now and later
I want that all the time, all the time
I know you all mine�
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
Lil Wayne:
Pu-pu-pussy for breakfast, that�s how I start my day
My d*ck is a pen, it�s written all over her face
I put my tongue in her mouth, I make her pussy lips drool
She got that junk in the trunk, you know I like junk food
I tell her like this: life is good
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Your pussy better, but I put on that magnum
Like a gold medal
And if it�s sweeter, I�ma eat it till I get sugar diabetes
I�m her blood and she anemic we perfect!
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
(oh yeah I make her say)
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
Jeremih:
Damn, damn lil momma you�re all sticky, icky, icky
Got a nigga out here feeling á¹—icky, icky, icky
Every time you put it on me man you leave my world trippin
Every time we on it we keep it fifty, fifty
Don�t let the time ticky, icky, icky
While I�m snappin off your bra I�m biting on ya Vicky�s.
(Head shots)
Feeling real tipsy, getting real freaky
and it�s getting real frisky
She never say no, damn she so cold
Up and down that pole, she go, go
F*ck me like you hate me, kiss me like you miss me
Anything I want to, it�s what she always left me
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
(oh yeah I make her say)
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
And the morning when I wanna f*ck you
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
M-O-E-T
Thats what the f*ck we be sippin
Thats what the f*ck be drippin
My Trap house still tippin
Face time when I�m gone
She gave me dome from the distance
She love to climb on top
But she love to walk off limping
Pimps up, hoes down
Legs up or toes down
Why she jock me, cause she knocked knee�d
And we got trees, so many go around
Gotta know I ate her
She so sweet now and later
I want that all the time, all the time
I know you all mine�
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
Lil Wayne:
Pu-pu-pussy for breakfast, that�s how I start my day
My d*ck is a pen, it�s written all over her face
I put my tongue in her mouth, I make her pussy lips drool
She got that junk in the trunk, you know I like junk food
I tell her like this: life is good
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/all-the-time--feat--lil-wayne-y-natasha-mosley--jeremih.php
Your pussy better, but I put on that magnum
Like a gold medal
And if it�s sweeter, I�ma eat it till I get sugar diabetes
I�m her blood and she anemic we perfect!
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
(oh yeah I make her say)
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
Jeremih:
Damn, damn lil momma you�re all sticky, icky, icky
Got a nigga out here feeling á¹—icky, icky, icky
Every time you put it on me man you leave my world trippin
Every time we on it we keep it fifty, fifty
Don�t let the time ticky, icky, icky
While I�m snappin off your bra I�m biting on ya Vicky�s.
(Head shots)
Feeling real tipsy, getting real freaky
and it�s getting real frisky
She never say no, damn she so cold
Up and down that pole, she go, go
F*ck me like you hate me, kiss me like you miss me
Anything I want to, it�s what she always left me
Chorus Natasha Mosley:
Early in the morning�s when I think about you
I hit you like what you sayin�
In the morning when I wanna f*ck you
(oh yeah I make her say)
Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin�
I could f*ck you all the time
I could f*ck you all the time
