Mirror

SoMo

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    Saddle up right now
    Should've known, when you picked up your phone
    It goes down in this town
    You don't have to be alone
    I can fuck you right
    I can make you scream and moan
    Imma do this right
    Imma take you to that zone

    Uh, uh, little freaky shit
    In the mirror, mirror
    Uh, uh, X-rated shit
    In the mirror, mirror

    Let's get up out this club, club
    Lemme get you outta here, here
    Imma get you out the clothes, clothes
    Make them panties disappear, -pear
    I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall
    And then I rip my shirt off, off
    Run my hands up to your hair, your hair
    As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror

    Had enough by now
    Should've known when you hopped in these sheets
    That I'll hold it down
    You don't have to be alone
    Turn the light off
    Futuristic mindset running miles
    Say you wanna wife up, wearing white gowns
    You got me thinking 'bout it the way you slide down
    The way you slide down

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    Uh, uh, little freaky shit
    In the mirror, mirror
    Uh, uh, X-rated shit
    In the mirror, mirror

    Let's get up out this club, club
    Lemme get you outta here, here
    Imma get you out the clothes, clothes
    Make them panties disappear, -pear
    I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall
    And then I rip my shirt off, off
    Run my hands up to your hair, your hair
    As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror

    Strapped up
    Yeah, you know what I'm looking for
    Lips, lie
    Girl you know what I need you to say
    Hips, roar
    Tell your girls that you gotta get going
    It's two o' clock in the morning

    Uh, uh, little freaky shit
    In the mirror, mirror
    Uh, uh, X-rated shit
    In the mirror, mirror

    Let's get up out this club, club
    Lemme get you outta here, here
    Imma get you out the clothes, clothes
    Make them panties disappear, -pear
    I pin your ass up on that wall, that wall
    And then I rip my shirt off, off
    Run my hands up to your hair, your hair
    As I fuck you in the mirror, mirror

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    Composición: Christopher Stewart, Joseph Somers Morales, J. Pierre Medor y Justin Rucker

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