He Can’t Fuck You (QueMix)

Lyrics
[Intro] Ooh, ooh Jacquees Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh He can't love you Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh You know how I feel about you Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh You dig what I'm saying? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Yeah Ooh, ooh He can't love you like I do Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Right? Right? [Verse 1] As the clock strikes three (Three, nah) I'm thinking 'bout pulling down your street 'Cause I let you breathe (Let you breathe) Now it's Balenci' surprises ('prises) Put it on like a stylist I can't let you leave (Leave) Without tasting your tongue (Tongue) 'Til you tap out and you run, babe (Babe) Throw it back for the one time (One time) I catch that pussy like an umpire (Umpire) I was mad that you wasn't mine Now that you here [Chorus] He can't fuck you like I fuck you (He, yеah, oh) He can't do the things that I do (Do) Girl, I know you're tryna bе a lady I'ma make you wanna have my baby (Oh) Jacquees gon' make you break the rules And, girl He can't fuck you like I fuck you (Like I) Soon as you walk in the room (Oh) Take your clothes off, baby, don't you panic I'ma make sure I do damage Nobody loves you like I do (Like I do, oh) [Verse 2] But it was worth it, for the wait, for the chase, yeah 'Cause now you right where I want you, babe Are you ready to fuck? I'll kiss you up and down 'til you cummin' Deepstroke, ain't no runnin' And tonight there's no sleep (Sleep, there's no sleep tonight) Pussy dripping like a faucet leak That's what I need This might be the best sex in the world, babe And I think I'm the best for you, oh And I can't go another week without you right here (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Laying next to me (Uh, uh) I try to block it out my mind But it's hard to deny He can't fuck, oh, nah, nah [Chorus] He can't fuck you like I fuck you He can't do the things that I do (The things that I do) Girl, I know you're tryna be a lady (Be a lady, aye) I'ma make you wanna have my baby Jacquees gon' make you break the rules (The rules, yeah) And, girl He can't fuck you like I fuck you (He can't fuck you like, oh) Soon as you walk in the room (Walk in the room) Take your clothes off, baby, don't you panic (Don't you panic) I'ma make sure I do damage (Damage) Nobody loves you like I do
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Credits
- Writers
- Jagged Edge
- Jacquees