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Wants & Needs Video (MV)




Performed By: Prada Rose
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Dayvon Rose




Prada Rose - Wants & Needs Lyrics




Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Yea yea
Look...
Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it
All this heavy breathing
I think I know the reason
Hands on ya thighs
Can't assume
Am I reachin
Girl what you think
Leave you weak
When we link
On the weekend
And oh you a habit
I gotta have it
I didn't know
I'd become such an addict
You way above average
I lay ya body
Right down
On some fabrics
You never imagined
I got the magic
And you got the passion
Let's make this shit happen
Oh it's lights camera action
You gripping the sheets
I'm gripping ya waist
And I'm pulling ya hair
Then we switch up the pace
Oh just give me a taste
And I give you the shakes
Is it love
Or it's hate
Cause I hate that I love you
You love my passion
But hate it's above you
Girl you nothin but trouble
I love gettin in trouble
We way pass the physical
It's deeper I'm digging you
You the meal
That I dig into
Every bite critical
Stole ya heart
I'm a criminal
We smoking loud
Our connection subliminal
All the shit
That we finna do
I'm bout to kill it
No I'm bout to finish you
You dripping
This swimming pools
Yo this got me in the mood
Aw man

Tell me you want it
I think I need it
Just a couple of hours
And I'm already feining
Getting harder to tell
If this shit got no meaning
I can still say it
And I still never mean it
But come to my meeting
It's in my bedroom
It got that leg room
Wait
GOD choir
Keep my eye on the sparrow
The higher we climb
We fall deeper in peril
To me she a goddess
Cupid's bullet no arrow
Or maybe it's lust
I don't know who to trust
But I know she's a must
And no words don't mean much
But whenever we touch
God damn what a rush
So come push that drug on me
She got that jungle fever
I drink her by the liter
She singing like Aretha
I'm sweep her off her feet
Knock her boots
Through the speaker

Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it

Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it

Tell you want it
I think I need it

Wait...
I think I need it...
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Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Yea yea
Look...
Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it
All this heavy breathing
I think I know the reason
Hands on ya thighs
Can't assume
Am I reachin
Girl what you think
Leave you weak
When we link
On the weekend
And oh you a habit
I gotta have it
I didn't know
I'd become such an addict
You way above average
I lay ya body
Right down
On some fabrics
You never imagined
I got the magic
And you got the passion
Let's make this shit happen
Oh it's lights camera action
You gripping the sheets
I'm gripping ya waist
And I'm pulling ya hair
Then we switch up the pace
Oh just give me a taste
And I give you the shakes
Is it love
Or it's hate
Cause I hate that I love you
You love my passion
But hate it's above you
Girl you nothin but trouble
I love gettin in trouble
We way pass the physical
It's deeper I'm digging you
You the meal
That I dig into
Every bite critical
Stole ya heart
I'm a criminal
We smoking loud
Our connection subliminal
All the shit
That we finna do
I'm bout to kill it
No I'm bout to finish you
You dripping
This swimming pools
Yo this got me in the mood
Aw man

Tell me you want it
I think I need it
Just a couple of hours
And I'm already feining
Getting harder to tell
If this shit got no meaning
I can still say it
And I still never mean it
But come to my meeting
It's in my bedroom
It got that leg room
Wait
GOD choir
Keep my eye on the sparrow
The higher we climb
We fall deeper in peril
To me she a goddess
Cupid's bullet no arrow
Or maybe it's lust
I don't know who to trust
But I know she's a must
And no words don't mean much
But whenever we touch
God damn what a rush
So come push that drug on me
She got that jungle fever
I drink her by the liter
She singing like Aretha
I'm sweep her off her feet
Knock her boots
Through the speaker

Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it

Tell me you want it
Tell me you need it

Tell you want it
I think I need it

Wait...
I think I need it...
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Writer: Dayvon Rose
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