Dylan St. John - Rounds

Open up the blinds
What time is it?
I don't know I don't care
Don't pay that no mind
Keep riding it
Keep riding it
On top of you
On top of me
No need to stop
No need to sleep
But we can take a smoke break
Exhale then come right back again
We can take a smoke break
Exhale then come right back again
Close the blinds
Ill pour the wine
Lets blur the lines
They tryna call
Lets press decline
Lets just recline
So justistifed
Your curves and thighs


Again and again and again and again and again and again we go
Rounds , rounds , rounds , rounds,
Again and again and again and again and again and again we go
Rounds , rounds , rounds , rounds,

Breakfast in bed in the morning (room service)
No make up on your'e so gorgeous
And you didn't even pay for it (all natural)
I think I was made for it (compatible)
Spend the whole day in the bed for it
If you make me ima beg for it
No shame in that
No strings attached
But let me pull em down

Again and again and again and again and again and again we go
Rounds , rounds , rounds , rounds,
Again and again and again and again and again and again we go
Rounds , rounds , rounds , rounds,

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