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Icky Boy - FITBIT Lyrics



Icky Boy - FITBIT Lyrics




Pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist
Like a Fitbit, bit

Lips, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist...

Now if you let me inside tonight
Put you up, decor
Lay you both out
Like a purple polypropylene rug on the floor
Barely made it through the door
Before I start picturing the pillow
Covering the face that you make
While I go down for more

Wear you like a crown, silver gown
Put you gently on the ground
You're in trouble now, sliver down
Wrap your legs around my neck
Make room in your pink polyester pocket
Pop it, snug
Consume all of me
You can definitely grab me by the vest, or sleeve or cuff

Pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit, bit
Lips, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit

Take a sip
Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit, bit
Lip, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Got me wrapped up round your wrist
Like a Fitbit, bit

Watch me on your boyfriend
Take him by the mouth, pour him out
Head and shoulders going out
Make sure I got every drop, drop
But he got a little bit on my crop top
Lemme go and grab a towel
Steady now
Gonna rest my mouth on his cookie
Watch him crumble,
Fingers tap dance down the lace, see you fumble
Wanna rock the boat, hear it rumble
Like the slot to my gumball

And he sputters when I tug
Face glazing over
Take it to the sofa
Butterfly belly when I rub
Flap, double tap
Buzzing but I don't do Bumble
I tend to mumble
By the sea
I'm a freak
Like it salty
Like it bleak
Kinda neaky with the beat
Keep it humble
But I wanna sweep feet
With a sweet treat
Sinking in the teeth
No trouble
If you don't have what I need
I think I'm gonna leave
So please... pretty, pretty please
Would you not pop my bubble

Let him tend to your garden
Beg for your pardon
Umming and uhhing
Sweaty betty brought the butter
Spread it like, darling
My head game gutter
Riverbed lover
Let's do it like a bargain
Act like I'm asking
Make a moment lasting
Better grab the rudder
Never disembarking
Haven't ever paid for parking
That's just jargon
Puff, puff, passing uh...

Lips
Pretty, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Got me wrapped up round your...

Cross your legs behind his waist
Say his name
I'll press my lips along your face
You love the way
I never overdo my stay
Just one day
Anyway gonna go say
Goodbye to those...
Kudos to those...

Lalalala-
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Pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist
Like a Fitbit, bit

Lips, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist...

Now if you let me inside tonight
Put you up, decor
Lay you both out
Like a purple polypropylene rug on the floor
Barely made it through the door
Before I start picturing the pillow
Covering the face that you make
While I go down for more

Wear you like a crown, silver gown
Put you gently on the ground
You're in trouble now, sliver down
Wrap your legs around my neck
Make room in your pink polyester pocket
Pop it, snug
Consume all of me
You can definitely grab me by the vest, or sleeve or cuff

Pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit, bit
Lips, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit

Take a sip
Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist
Just like a Fitbit, bit
Lip, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip, sip
Got me wrapped up round your wrist
Like a Fitbit, bit

Watch me on your boyfriend
Take him by the mouth, pour him out
Head and shoulders going out
Make sure I got every drop, drop
But he got a little bit on my crop top
Lemme go and grab a towel
Steady now
Gonna rest my mouth on his cookie
Watch him crumble,
Fingers tap dance down the lace, see you fumble
Wanna rock the boat, hear it rumble
Like the slot to my gumball

And he sputters when I tug
Face glazing over
Take it to the sofa
Butterfly belly when I rub
Flap, double tap
Buzzing but I don't do Bumble
I tend to mumble
By the sea
I'm a freak
Like it salty
Like it bleak
Kinda neaky with the beat
Keep it humble
But I wanna sweep feet
With a sweet treat
Sinking in the teeth
No trouble
If you don't have what I need
I think I'm gonna leave
So please... pretty, pretty please
Would you not pop my bubble

Let him tend to your garden
Beg for your pardon
Umming and uhhing
Sweaty betty brought the butter
Spread it like, darling
My head game gutter
Riverbed lover
Let's do it like a bargain
Act like I'm asking
Make a moment lasting
Better grab the rudder
Never disembarking
Haven't ever paid for parking
That's just jargon
Puff, puff, passing uh...

Lips
Pretty, pretty lips
I wanna take a sip
Got me wrapped up round your...

Cross your legs behind his waist
Say his name
I'll press my lips along your face
You love the way
I never overdo my stay
Just one day
Anyway gonna go say
Goodbye to those...
Kudos to those...

Lalalala-
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Writer: Jamie Kemp
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Icky Boy
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Jamie Kemp

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