Spicy
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作词 : Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Benjamin Diehl/Terrence Rolle

作曲 : Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Benjamin Diehl/Terrence Rolle

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh-woah, oh, oh

No Guidnce

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up

It can get spicy

Send the addy, girl, where you live at? (Yeah)

Pull up on you know you like that

You're the type girl that I'd wife, yeah

OT in town for the night and

Baby, we can (Yeah)

Go wherever we can do whatever

Spend a weekend (Yeah)

Sip whatever, gеt lit together, you know

You're hot likе the sun in L.A (Hot, hot)

Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach

I feel so at home when you're next to me (Yeah, uh)

It can get spicy

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up (Yeah, yeah)

It can get spicy (Ayy)

Tan skin girl, you're the one I want (One I want)

Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?

Let me come feel what you got in your cup

It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Uh)

Two-piece huggin' your body (Yeah, yeah)

You a work of art, you a problem

I'm with my bros, you with your friends (Yeah, yeah)

It ain't no stress, bring 'em all in

Baby, we can

Go wherever we can do whatever (Yeah)

Put that time in

Drink whatever, get lit together, you, ooh

You're hot like the sun in L.A

Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach

I feel so at home when you're next to me (Yeah, yeah)

It can get spicy (Yeah)

Burn like the heat of the Vegas sand

August in New York, can we make some plans

For me to be with you 'til the summer ends?

It can get spicy

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up

It can get spicy (Oh)

Tan skin girl, you're the one I want

Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?

Let me come feel what you got in your cup (Oh, ayy)

It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up, oh) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Oh, oh, yeah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy (Oh)

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Yeah, yeah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy (Oh)

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Woah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Yeah, yeah)

作词 : Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Benjamin Diehl/Terrence Rolle

作曲 : Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Benjamin Diehl/Terrence Rolle

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh-woah, oh, oh

No Guidnce

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up

It can get spicy

Send the addy, girl, where you live at? (Yeah)

Pull up on you know you like that

You're the type girl that I'd wife, yeah

OT in town for the night and

Baby, we can (Yeah)

Go wherever we can do whatever

Spend a weekend (Yeah)

Sip whatever, gеt lit together, you know

You're hot likе the sun in L.A (Hot, hot)

Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach

I feel so at home when you're next to me (Yeah, uh)

It can get spicy

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up (Yeah, yeah)

It can get spicy (Ayy)

Tan skin girl, you're the one I want (One I want)

Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?

Let me come feel what you got in your cup

It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Uh)

Two-piece huggin' your body (Yeah, yeah)

You a work of art, you a problem

I'm with my bros, you with your friends (Yeah, yeah)

It ain't no stress, bring 'em all in

Baby, we can

Go wherever we can do whatever (Yeah)

Put that time in

Drink whatever, get lit together, you, ooh

You're hot like the sun in L.A

Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach

I feel so at home when you're next to me (Yeah, yeah)

It can get spicy (Yeah)

Burn like the heat of the Vegas sand

August in New York, can we make some plans

For me to be with you 'til the summer ends?

It can get spicy

Flew from the cold just to get your love

Warm my soul when I get your touch

Baby, come close, let me heat you up

It can get spicy (Oh)

Tan skin girl, you're the one I want

Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?

Let me come feel what you got in your cup (Oh, ayy)

It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me heat it up, oh) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Oh, oh, yeah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy (Oh)

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Yeah, yeah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy (Oh)

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Woah)

(Ayy, let me heat it up) It can get spicy

(Ayy, let me tell you what) It can get spicy (Yeah, yeah)

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