7 Minutes In Heaven
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7 Minutes In Heaven
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Gimme that big stiff dick!
Was at this sexy party, we burned out spin the bottle
This guy walked in and you know that he’s lookin' like a model
He led me to the closet, said “let them bitches gossip”
He touched me here, I touched him there
Made him cum like a faucet
Turnin’ out the lights, it’s only you and me, yeah
1, 2, 3, I know where you wanna be, yeah
4, 5, 6, we can do way more than kiss
We’re runnin out of time, Imma make you feel bliss, yeah
7 minute heaven is where we’re gonna be
Yeah
7, 7, 7, 7, 7!
7, 7, 7, 7, 7!
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
Glitz n' glamour
Sex on camera
You could be my latest scandal
I just wanna go to parties
Then go home and fuck somebody
Staying up until the morning
The party is never stopping
Right after our lips lock
You’re wearing my lip gloss
Drink champagne for breakfast
In my dog chain necklace
Right after our lips lock
You’re wearing my lip gloss
Drink champagne for breakfast
In my dog chain necklace
Turnin’ out the lights, it’s only you and me, yeah
1, 2, 3, I know where you wanna be, yeah
4, 5, 6, we can do way more than kiss
We’re runnin out of time, Imma make you feel bliss
7 minute heaven is where we’re gonna be
Yeah
7, 7, 7, 7, 7!
7, 7, 7, 7, 7!
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is wrap myself around you baby
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
All I wanna, a-a-a-all
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
All I wanna, a-a-a-all
All I wanna do, do, do
All I wanna do, do, do
All I wanna, a-a-a-all
All I wanna do, all I wanna d-d-do
Is wrap my self around you baby
Glamour, fuck somebody, glamour
The closet!
Glamour, fuck somebody
Let them bitches gossip, gossip!
Glamour, fuck somebody, glamour
The closet!
Glamour, fuck somebody
Let them bitches gossip, gossip!
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
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