Twenty-Four-Seven

[Intro:]

It’s Cameron $wavey

[Verse 1:]

I told her come through, so she came to get it on
Got something on her chest, she came to get it off
She said you the only one, these niggas can’t get me off
These niggas just ain’t the same, can’t even unhook a bra
Put your legs on my shoulders, I stick it, and hit it raw
You want a quickie in the fitting room, baby, Then put it on me
Just goes to show we get it on
Shawty pussy so good had to take her to the mall (To the mall)
Already fine, but you finer with it off
Her design is so flawless, it’s hard to find a flaw
Got a nigga jaw dropping, I stop and stare in awe (Stare in awe)
Niggas stop, but you don’t probably care at all (You don’t care)
You just focused on your body, and your job
You be killing em like bodying’s a job
Wonder if you’d be the Bonnie to my Clyde (To my Clyde)
‘Cause I need a girl that’s really down to ride
Down to ride with me, baby
Come ride with me, baby (Ride with me)
Send a text, you replying to me, baby
In the middle of the night, anytime for me, baby
In the middle of a fight, but you slide to me, baby, yeah
That’s why I can’t let no other nigga have you (Nah, I can’t)
Not your first, but your last, girl I had to
Make you my target, I had to grocery, bag you
And make you all mine, all mine, girl I had to