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Still
by Drake featuring Trey Songz

This ain't the models or the bottles in the club, R&B song (R&B song)
Girl, this that look me in my eyes while you ride like give you all of me songs, yeah
This ain't no all up in your phone, tryna see what's going on love song, no
This that turn your phone off, this that do it 'til you can't no more, oh

Don't need no music 'cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets

I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it's wine, fuck up the sheets
Don't need no music
She love to sing
Oh, oh

This ain't no threesome, baby you can get your girl fucked song, oh no
Girl, this that yeah, you know you're mine, all the time, making love song, oh
If you got the time, baby, I wanna watch
If you wanna grind, baby, then I'm on the clock, yeah
You got that working, baby, I give you the business, girl
You probably have a baby in you when we finished
Got me losing my mind, found it between your legs
You taking deeper, baby, I'm all in your head
This ain't the models or the bottles in the club, R&B song
When we do it, we don't need no music

Don't need no music 'cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets, woah
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets, oh

I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it's wine, fuck up the sheets
Don't need no music
She love to sing, sounding like
Oh, oh
I love it
Love it when we fucking, fuck up the sheets

Oh, ooh, baby
Fuck up the sheets
Fuck up the sheets
And she still keeps
And she still keeps
Guess I just go way too deep
But that's the way she ask for it
So that how she gon' get me
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yeah, take that, girl
Take it just like that there
Biting on my neck
This incredible sex got you screaming
Oh, shit
God damn, hell yes
While your nails peeling back my flesh
And she still keeps scratching me up
Digging in my skin once again, oh
And she still keeps
She can't stop, scratching me up
Oh, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
She can't stop, she won't stop
Girl, don't stop, girl, don't stop
And she still keeps scratching me up
Leaving marks on my body
Scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
I'll take your pain if you take mine
And she still keeps scratching me up
Oh, babe, oh, babe
Got her nails digging in my flesh
And she still keeps scratching me up
Woah, yeah
Digging in my skin once again, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
She can't stop, oh, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
Oh, babe
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
Tremaine

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Tremaine Neverson, John McGee, Xerius Gittens

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