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Oh I Didn't Know (Interlude) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kill Kev
Language: English
Length: 1:16
Written by: Kevin Reyes




Kill Kev - Oh I Didn't Know (Interlude) Lyrics




Every single summer I wonder if I can get your number
Hit me like a drummer
It'd be a bummer if God ain't there among us
We doing things committing sins until the very end so
Let's just pretend we just friends with a lot time to spend uh
And what's ya favorite place? Baby we can celebrate
And what's ya favorite plate? Take you on a special date
The things I'd do for ya, root for ya,
My true colors, I'm a true lover,
I put nothing above ya except the covers that's,
Late night when we cuddle we escape our troubles
You my little stunt double so don't tremble in this bad weather
Yeah you seem fed up but I can make you feel better
Like writing love letters or I can kiss you from the neck up
I'm Hannibal Lecter biting on every single sector
Girl I'll be ya protector, your professor, until I perfect us
The way that I sweat ya, I need a quencher of the best stuff
Touching ya textures so pretentious what the heck is
Going through your mind when my hands arrive ya thighs?
Does help it you fantasize? We can make ideas combine
Do you wanna start with mine? But you'll be in for a ride
But don't be scared to decline, you decide, it's aiiii
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English

Every single summer I wonder if I can get your number
Hit me like a drummer
It'd be a bummer if God ain't there among us
We doing things committing sins until the very end so
Let's just pretend we just friends with a lot time to spend uh
And what's ya favorite place? Baby we can celebrate
And what's ya favorite plate? Take you on a special date
The things I'd do for ya, root for ya,
My true colors, I'm a true lover,
I put nothing above ya except the covers that's,
Late night when we cuddle we escape our troubles
You my little stunt double so don't tremble in this bad weather
Yeah you seem fed up but I can make you feel better
Like writing love letters or I can kiss you from the neck up
I'm Hannibal Lecter biting on every single sector
Girl I'll be ya protector, your professor, until I perfect us
The way that I sweat ya, I need a quencher of the best stuff
Touching ya textures so pretentious what the heck is
Going through your mind when my hands arrive ya thighs?
Does help it you fantasize? We can make ideas combine
Do you wanna start with mine? But you'll be in for a ride
But don't be scared to decline, you decide, it's aiiii
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Writer: Kevin Reyes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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