Winter Spiced Sprite Cranberry - Michael Trabucco

Honeysuckle in my hair And summer in my footsteps I'll never be a millionaire But I've got linen sheets and I've got good sex Dream of mango sesame Of lover's thrills on grass hills And when you give that look to me Well, I can't help but get the chills I guess I'm just wondering dear Where in the world do we go from here? Give me a space beneath the shade Give me a glass of spiced lemonade You've got the day ahead of you And I've got you, so why don't we stay? 53 things on the shelf My life is like a checklist Wish that I could be myself Be a little reckless Where's the fire, where's the smoke? Tell me, what's the rush now? (What the rush?) You're not rich but you're not broke So don't you make a fuss now Babe, one thing just became clear Let's tear up the list and go from here Give me a space beneath the shade Give me a glass of spiced lemonade You've got the day ahead of you And I've got you, so why don't we stay? Oh, oh-oh Ooh, give me a space beneath the shade (give me, give me) Give me a glass of spiced lemonade (I just wanna love spiced lemonade) You've got the day ahead of you (give me, give me) So many hours of nothing to do (I just wanna love spiced lemonade) Give me a space beneath the shade (give me, give me) Give me a glass of spiced lemonade (I just wanna love spiced lemonade) You've got the day ahead of you (give me, give me) And I've got you, so why don't we stay? Yeah

I ain't even fuck with vanilla like that you know I'm saying Aint tryna fuck around I'm tryna fuck around I know that it's a go for you the way I stare you down Smiling like you nervous got me pervin dreaming of that ass and how it's curving Your snap story got me swerving You know I know you know you got it going on like Stacy mom But Stacy mom aint got an ass that swallow up a thong What a time to be alive mean you and I We need to make it happen more than just a couple times Take me for a ride I want to feel you ride Hit it on your side wet dripping down your thighs Ill fuck it like it's mine we ain't gotta come correct emotions all aside Meet me up at 9 tell him you'll be going for a drive end up spending nights I got that good love quit the front I know you tryina fuck Embrace the game and get your nut Unload them rocks let me rock your socks Fuck the boots Let me catch you once up in that groove I'll show you how I do You can spend the night and have a fling and I we'll do anything I help you and you help me okay and we'll do anything You can spend the night and have a fling and I we'll do anything I help you and you help me okay and we'll do anything I'll beat it up and do some damage ain't your average Tongue it Savage That's Food For Thought give it thought You and I let's plot climax doesn't stop Pelvic thrust till you pop Fuck a rag you're going to need a mop Watch the chills run down your back when I'm all up in you Tellin your girls I laced you up the pearls I see the Vicious in you Playing with swinging up your hair Flexin what you wear Will have me giving you a good (UHHH) I don't need to swear Lay you how you want it how youve never had it Wurn it into a habit hit the hotline bling when you and your man have had it Teach you what I know become a pro at making Junior grow Harder every time you tell me slow Fuck a mall and fuck a hug Blow some eighths n cough a lung Line some blow get numb Orange juice and rum till tomorrow come A fucking marathon Till youre walking like an after marathon Wipe it with your tongue confidential fun You can spend the night and have a fling and I we'll do anything I help you and you help me okay and we'll do anything You can spend the night and have a fling and I we'll do anything I help you and you help me okay and we'll do anything