Dee Lo Gray - Re6orn

Aye
Show your soul show your soul
(Yeah hold up yeah yeah)
Show your soul show your soul
(Yeah hold up yeah yeah)
Yeah Yeah just show your soul
Show your soul soul
Yeah Yeah just show your soul
Yeah yeah yeah
Be ready for the flame
(Clap clap clap)
Um yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Clap clap clap)
Um yeah yeah yeah yeah
Got to let the piano bleed
Let me see you clap
Hey yeah yeah you
Yeah yeah you
Let me see you move
Yeah re6orn like I've died and I'm born again
But I'm God's Son shine like no other man
Ain't no twin ain't no making me again gain
Ain't no losses only lessons I can win win
I probably said that when I was a baby
(Wan wan)
But I ain't no baby no more like Lil Baby
(I'm a man)
I do it shh sharper than machete
(Shing)
I do it shh bring your ole lady I'll show you
I'll show you show you show you show you
Bring your lady and I'll show you show you
Show you show you bring your lady I'll I'll
Show you show you show you just bring your lady
I'll yeah
Bring your lady I'll show you
Put her legs around my shoulder
And I put that you know what up in her
Slide up in her slowly
(Yeah)
She want some more so I go fast
Then I pull it out and put it in her back
She like Ahh Ahh wait a minute
Hundred minutes when I'm in it
I repent it then I try not to do it no more
(Amen amen)
Then she call me on the low
(Oh no oh no)
I give it to her til she can not take no more
Oh no no no no more no more daddy
But she still throwing it back I'm behind catching
No I'm not a little boy I'm a little mannish
How bout you do a magic trick disappear them panties
I'll disappear that headache
I'm a bastard child hit it and leave
Be cool don't worry you can call when you need
Now she sad now she pout every time that I leave
Cause I beat beat beat roadrunner beep beep beep beep yeah
(Beep beep)
Beat it beat it beat it beat it Michael Jackson beat it
Beat it beat it beat it beat it beat it Michael Jackson I'll yeah
(Eh he)
No I am not playing I beat it like Jackson like Tyson she
Preying I eat it she praying I stay over know that I'm
Leaving she calling my phone and
She texting me feeing she say that she dream of me
Wet and it cream for me she got a thing for me
Met her at the door, Mary had a Lamb
Before I eat my food I just say oh God
Amen sheesh

Written by:
De'Angelo Gray

Publisher:
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