RARA
Amanda Sarmento
Rare
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He wants to taste my flavor
Always comes with that delicious talk
I get involved in this dangerous case
I like your hand on my neck
Look into my eyes
And say that I'm rare
When it's three in the morning
I'll drag you to my house
He wants to taste my flavor
Always comes with that delicious talk
I get involved in this dangerous case
I like your hand on my neck
Look into my eyes
And say that I'm rare
When it's three in the morning
I'll drag you to my house
He looked at me and said: Hi
Where are you going afterwards?
Light one up, light two up
Grab another beer
I know you're interested
Your eyes don't leave me
Watching me beautiful in this satin blue dress
Light me up, warm me up, hold me tight
I'm a discreet woman and at the same time I'm explicit
A hustler doesn't love, a hustler feels desire
And the taste of your kiss awakens and excites me
He wants to taste my flavor
Always comes with that delicious talk
I get involved in this dangerous case
I like your hand on my neck
Look into my eyes
And say that I'm rare
When it's three in the morning
I'll drag you to my house
He wants to taste my flavor
Always comes with that delicious talk
I get involved in this dangerous case
I like your hand on my neck
Look into my eyes
And say that I'm rare (hi)
When it's three in the morning (hi)
I'll drag you to my house (hi)
SDelas!
She's a mix of romance and dirtiness
I throw her against the wall, she accepts being submissive
Sometimes she dominates, sometimes she's dominated
She calls me a dog and throws her pussy in my face
She says the other guys are picky about pussy
Picky about cellulite and picky about stretch marks
My tongue on that clit, she's a treasure map
Treasure she coming, squirting, I love this bitch
Thank goodness this guy is crazy
She's posture on the dance floor, in bed way better than Cléo Pires
So: Look into my eyes and say that I'm of race
When it's six in the morning, she asks for more pounding
She wants to taste my flavor, she loves my delicious talk
Getting involved with me is dangerous, I like your mouth on my body
Look into my eyes and say that I'm of race
When it's six in the morning, she asks for more pounding
He wants to taste my flavor
Always comes with that delicious talk
I get involved in this dangerous case
I like your hand on my neck
Look into my eyes
And say that I'm rare
When it's three in the morning
I'll drag you to my house
(Two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight)
(Two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight)
I'll drag you to my house
Look into my eyes and say that I'm rare
Hey girl, talk to me, what's up today? Go for a ride?
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