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Yseult

Compositor: Imad Royal, Elie Rizk, Yseult, Timmy Manson Jr., Kenneth Whalum

Why are you knocking, boy?
When you treat me like her
I'm not your number two
I know her pussy don't hit the same

It felt so real with you and me
You stabbed my back
Nah, I don't fuck with you
Oh, there's nothing you can do

But gimme that goosh
That nasty all night long (you got me gripping my sheets)
Baby, looking so nice
I forget you did me wrong (yeah, gimme more, yeah, gimme more)
Baby, gimme that goosh (I'm exactly what you need, baby)
That nasty all night long (come lock the door, throw out the keys)
You boy, you (I want you please)

Gimme that goosh (you know I love you, right?)
Bitch, you only love yourself and you know it, baby (can we just lay down and talk?)
All I hear is blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
(Who else throws it down like me?)
You do
It's always been you, boy
You boy, you

But gimme that goosh
That nasty all night long
Baby, looking so nice
I forgot you did me wrong
But gimme that goosh
That nasty all night long
It's always been you, boy
You boy, you

Yeah, I love you