🎵 Mr. Puth Breathes 3 Times Before I Drop The Bass // by Patricia Taxxon

2 ContributorsMr. Puth Breathes 3 Times Before I Drop The Bass Lyrics And now I'm all up on ya, what you expect? But you're not coming home with me tonight YouoY *heavy breathing* This is nonstop This is nonstop This is stop This is potsnon This is This is st-st-st Nonstop baby, you've got me going crazy Heavy heavier than I knew But I Nonstop baby, you've go-og go-og crazy Heavy heavier than I knew But I don't don't no o-o-o-o-, you're my cam- cameo lover Only here for a moment or two (You stay inside that bubble with all of your trouble In your black hole) Don't don't no o-o-o-o-, you're my cam- cameo lover Only here for a moment or two (Turn the ski-ski-ski-ski-, you dance dance demise Here when you comе home (home)) Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay Stay I've got high hopеs baby, but all you do is take me Down to depths that I never knew You've got two arms baby, they're all tangled tangled ladies The black skies posing blue (Stay inside that bubble with all of your trouble In your black hole) Let go of your mother and turn to your brother Not a long gone lover's noose Sometimes baby the hardest part of breaking Is leaving pieces -ving pieces -ving pieces -ving pieces (Stay inside that bubble with all of your trouble In your black hole) This is This is This is This is nons X3 This is This is This is This is nonstop baby, you've got me going crazy You're heavier than I knew But I don't want no other, you're my cameo lover Only here for a moment or two You stay inside that bubble with all of your trouble In your black hole You turn from the skies, you dance with your demise I'll be here when you come home (home) (Hey, I can be the answer I’m ready to dance when the vamp up And when I hit that dip get your camera You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper And that I am that young sis the beacon The bitch who wants to compete and I can freak a fit that pump with the peep and You know what your bitch become when her weave in I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and Sit in that lunch if you're treatin' Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian She know where I get mine from, and the season Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin' And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten) We've all gotta break down Let me come and break down, there with you (I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten) 'Cause everyday's like talking in your sleep Love is like a silhouette in dreams! Open up your heart, open up your heart Open up your heart and let me pull you out Everyday's like talking in your sleep Love is like a silhouette in dreams! Open up your heart, open up your heart Open up your heart and let me pull you out of here (The gyal dem Schillaci, Sean Paul So me give it to, so me give it to, so me give it to, to all girls Five million and forty naughty shorty Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls, Sean Paul say Well, woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh Lord, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!) 'Cause everyday's like talking in your sleep Love is like a silhouette in dreams! Open up your heart, open up your heart Open up your heart and let me pull you out (Five million and forty naughty shorty Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls, Sean Paul say Well, woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm) Everyday's like talking in your sleep Love is like a silhouette in dreams! Open up your heart, open up your heart Open up your heart and let me pull you out of here (Oh Lord, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh! Well, woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm) (I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and Sit in that lunch if you're treatin' Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian She know where I get mine from, and the season Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin' And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten) I just came to say hello Hello Hello Hello, oh-oh-oh (Well, woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh Lord, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!) Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh ohhhhhhhhhhh