Jon B. - Inside Lyrics
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Inside
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What Are The Lyrics For Inside By Jon B.?
What you cookin' baby
Smells so good lady Girl you got me craving For your love Baby you are crazy It never ceases to amaze me What I'm about to be tasting But I'ma take my time (Girl tonight) Your body gets warm Freaky conversations No touching just talk Thinking about the things we're gonna do Tonight we'll make it rain Down inside when I kiss you goodnight We can go for a long time [Chorus] Promise you to pace Myself not to waste I like to see your face This is your place (I like it when it's all the way inside) All the way inside Promise you to pace Myself not to waste I like to see your face This is your place (I like it when it's all the way inside) All the way inside Baby put your glass down Let me kiss all around I like the way you make the sound When I touch the spot baby Over to the bedroom Only light is the moon The small of your back is shiny too You're so sexy when you sweat boo Tonight we'll make it rain Down inside when I kiss you goodnight We can go for a long time Feels so amazing That's why I'm pacin' Myself with you Cause you are beautiful When we come together We will see the flight to heaven Oh yeah, oh yeah [Chorus] Come on, come on I like it when it's all the way inside I like it when it's all the way inside |
Who Wrote Inside By Jon B.?
Buck, Kopp
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What's The Duration Of The Inside By Jon B.?The duration of Inside is 4:57 minutes and seconds. |
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