Apollo Omenka - Too Late

Shawty
Your body
You hold me
I hold you
So far I'm leaning
You steaming
Hot scheming
I feel it
Reveal it
Conceal it
Appealing
Why I keep leaving
Who keep stealing
Yours

It's too late
We gotta leave the party
We gotta leave your body
We gotta leave the party
It's too late
We gotta leave your body
We gotta leave your body
I'm sorry shawty
It's too late
We gotta leave the party
We gotta leave the party

It's me to you
One and done
Is we to do
Don't feel that that's the truth
Been a week since I reached to you
I have a feeling, that you been out leaning
All that same, this not the real ting
How can you say it's a real ting
When others been taking the feeling
Now I'm here reeling
No longer a children
Still they peeling
How to reveal then
That he not a real man
A ready to grill man
He rather be still, than
Be true
Be you
What they going to do
Can they beat you
Ooo
That not the way
Now I'm not out to play

It's too late
We gotta leave the party
We gotta leave your body
We gotta leave the party
It's too late
We gotta leave your body
We gotta leave your body
I'm sorry shawty
It's too late
We gotta leave the party
We gotta leave the party

Written by:
Chidi Azuh

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