Can’t Anymore Songtext
von Shenseea
Can’t Anymore Songtext
(We got London on the track, on the track)
Girl, let your guard down, girl, don′t put on a front (a front, a front)
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore, yeah
That's a round (that's a round), round on round (round on round)
Coming in (coming in), coming out (coming out)
We tryna come (tryna come), to our senses (to our senses)
But we keep pouring up this senseless
Got my body on point so I need pick
Gotta be good paid with the whip, whip
He like, "When you gon′ give, when you gon′ give your number to me?"
I'm like, "If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want"
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don′t put on no front"
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore, yeah
Got a waist (got a waist), likkle waist (likkle waist)
Fi ya little pon, when you taste (when you taste)
Have man a gaze, pretty face
Walk with slim top on heavy bass
So what we gon' do to get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah
To get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front"
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that′s the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t no more
(We got London on the track, on the track)
Girl, let your guard down, girl, don′t put on a front (a front, a front)
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore, yeah
That's a round (that's a round), round on round (round on round)
Coming in (coming in), coming out (coming out)
We tryna come (tryna come), to our senses (to our senses)
But we keep pouring up this senseless
Got my body on point so I need pick
Gotta be good paid with the whip, whip
He like, "When you gon′ give, when you gon′ give your number to me?"
I'm like, "If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want"
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don′t put on no front"
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore, yeah
Got a waist (got a waist), likkle waist (likkle waist)
Fi ya little pon, when you taste (when you taste)
Have man a gaze, pretty face
Walk with slim top on heavy bass
So what we gon' do to get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah
To get DJ rewind it, yeah-yeah
We outside to party, yeah-yeah
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
He like, "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front"
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that′s the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t anymore
Mi want to get nasty, inna di car that's the after party
I wan feel you badly on my body
But I can′t no more
(We got London on the track, on the track)
Writer(s): Jonah Christian, Arsenio Archer, Ayoola Agboola, London Tyler Holmes, Chinsea Linda Lee, Remey Williams, Badriia Bourelly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com