Silk Sheets (feat. Naked Geometry) - Lofi Fruits Music & Chill Fruits Music

I watch you walk away, Cause i know there's nothing i can say, To make you stay, So i close my eyes and i lay, On the sheets where you kissed me so softy, And promised me that you'd be here in the morning Oh, Now it's cold and I'm all alone and I'm wishing that you were coming home to me, But we were a moment in time and you were never mine, you were never mine. And I was so naive, To think you'd leave, Her for me, But I'll wait on the sheets where you kissed me so softly, And promised me that you'd be here in the morning oh, Now it's and i'm all alone and i'm wishing that you were coming home to me. But we were a moment in time and you were never mine, you were never mine. So i'll wait on the sheets, where you kissed me so softly But i know but i know but i know but i know that your'e not coming.

Oh na na oooh na hmm... yeah Give me french kiss, yeah I know you like this, yeah Oh naa Give me french kiss, yeah You know I like it Yeah, yeah Let me ease off that stress tonight Let me please you with the sex tonight yeah A gentle tease, with finesse all night Nobody haffi know, cus this ain't right This shit ain't right, but it doesn't feel wrong Make I feel the colours, like a painting on the wall Love to watch your body, when you're twirling on the floor Ooooh yeah yeah yeah Give me french kiss, yeah (Ooooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I know you like this, yeah Oh naa Give me french kiss, yeah (Give me french, give me french kiss) You know I like it Yeah, yeah Your body shape bad and the way you shake it Give me goosebumps on a daily basis Your curves and the moves got me feeling wavy But I wanna let you know, let you know We are just friends, she say no no It's about to be a slow mo She give a green light is a go go No words out, keep on the low low Yeah yeah, yeah yeah This shit ain't right, but it doesn't feel wrong Make I feel the colours, like a painting on the wall Love to watch your body, when you're twirling on the floor Ooooh yeah yeah yeah Give me french kiss, yeah I know you like this, yeah Oh naa Give me french kiss, yeah You know I like it Yeah, yeah Draco When I look at you I see fireworks Let me slide in Let me show you, how I work Is it me? or you're turned on Cus them feelings you ain't showing Sticking out your clothes Uh I got a thing for you Flag boy, I bring it back and hit it hard for you What you doing lady Let me do you lady It's like a movie K3 ina bo p3, b33 noko nfeemi This shit ain't right, but it doesn't feel wrong Make I feel the colours, like a painting on the wall Love to watch your body, when you're twirling on the floor Ooooh yeah yeah yeah Give me french kiss, yeah I know you like this, yeah Oh naa Give me french kiss, yeah You know I like it Yeah, yeah

Oh Shit Can I get it a little louder in the chorus? Yea I want to feel that one Yo Banging on my chest Whens the next threat Is it coming from the East or the West And Who's next? I began To find myself leaving it to chance Visited the 7 and I came up with a plan Imagine surviving All the tragic timing The Schoolings The Shootings The random acts of violence The unprotected fucking on your lunch break Just to die to a mother fuckin hand shake This the time that we living in Time to begin again How we gunna do it I don't know But the stock holding politicians Die slow Because they bought into the companies they knew where gunna blow Fuck them mother fuckas Mind7et will let you know Listen the vision is hittin' competition And they tryna kill the decision before it starts Dare to search the definition of spittin' And Godly composition I'm about to paint the scripture with the blood of your heart This life is over shadowed by Ice that runs through our veins Take a look inside my eyes See my vision feel my pain Believe the past is the past To hope the pain will never last Placement of another's Mind Understanding life's cruel game Thank God for the Virus Thank God for the Crisis Thank God for the demons tryna steal our shine That shit Inspire us I dare you try us Signs we see repeat Your Angles tryna be seen Their Halos rest on heads like hats Thats mad we from C.T Thank God for the Virus Thank God for the Crisis Thank God for the demons tryna steal our shine That shit Inspire us I dare you try us Esoteric written's Free the Mind from mental prison Gone Rogue on the phone know your not alone Know the God has just know risen Word is Bond I perfected it