Jill Scott - Whatever_playback (with back) | Текст песни

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• Whatever_playback (with back)

Hmm, yeah, hey, oh ho
Yeah, yeah, hey, yeah, oh ho
Umm, hmm

You pulled some tricks out your sleeve last night
Everything I fantasize about
You had me climbing up a wall
How many ways was God called
You represented in the fashion of the truly gifted

You put it down last night
Knocked me out, then had me dreamin' 'bout wakin' up, alright
Do you want some money, baby?
How about some chicken wings?
Do you want some fish and grits? I'll hurry and go get it

Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever baby, whatever baby

Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, ooh, ooh yeah hey

We made a groove last night
A poignant rockin' forth and back, alright
Anything I can do for you?
Just ask, sometimes you wont have to
I'll be hapy just to make you happy and that's true, oh

We made powerful love last night
Never knew passion could taste so sweet, alright
I made a vow to you
Everything I do for you is a joy and a gift
You got my whole life lifted

Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever

Whatever you want me to do
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever

It's cool baby, loving me the way you do
Whatever, whatever
Whatever you want me to do
I'll be happy to, baby, love

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la

Whatever you want, baby
Whatever you need, baby
Whatever you like, baby
The way you do [incomprehensible]

Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever baby, whatever baby

Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever, ooh hoo yeah, yeah

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