Lyrics
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Late night, trying get her body right
I said go ahead, girl, you know your body tight
She was coming down
I was looking up
Caught her attention
That's when we got stuck
7 minute conversation, oh
Short talks about our life and lust
Introduce myself as August
Said her loved ones call her darling
Exchange numbers now she dialing
And she's calling sayin':
Can I come over?
Come over
Can I come over?
Come over
Going up and down on the pole
For that money she do anything for
And all them insecurities gone
Girl I ain't gon' judge you
Plans are reaching her bells
On the grind and know what she working for
She be throwing it up and dropping it low
Confessions, confessions
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