Next Experience lyrics

Artist  : Next 
Song : Next Experience



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 INTRO-Rock-a-bye baby and it don't stop,when the
shirts fall the pants
will drop. Down will come boxers,panties and all.
It's on, it's on,it's
on.  Yo(huh)this is RL, and what we tryna do
right now is figure out who
the freak of the industry is. And we feel like
NEXT got to flex with
Adina, we gotta take the reigns, you know what
I'm sayin'. So what we
about to do is put it all on the line. You get
yours and I'ma get
mine(touch me, touch me)Yo NEXT,Adina,what'sup?
CHORUS:You can't handle what I'm 'bout tp give
you, a NEXT experience
(go head daddy)right(Iwanna ride it with Adina
Howard to sleep)I just
wanna touch and clutch and feel you, with some
whip appeal in it.(go
head daddy)(yeah go head momma)
VERSE1:Adina-Boy peep this freakin' me, testin'
out this feather
weight(not me)you can't handle this
heavyweight,some talk and I just
perpetrate(I got what you need come and get a
load of me-oooh yeah)
RL-I make her like-when it's on girl I put in
work,even when I'm gone we
can flex-if you call me collect we can have phone
sex 'cause('cause
what?)you can't handle this, naw,naw,naw
CHORUS:
RAP:771-Between my thuggin' I'm butta lovin'-hips
bumpin-lips like she
just finished lickin' somethin'. She say it takes
a beep just to take a
peek at something, ball hunters doin' tricks like
the Globe Trotters.
Politican while I blow skamish. Uh-hum I'm
rippin',rappin' Dole
daughters.Givin Strobe rythn 'cause his flows
proper, and like it rough
like some old vodka. Know she freaked out but
can't knock her.
BRIDGE:I can be your freak until daybreak until
the dawn.
ADINA-Baby don't front when it's time to bring
the bomb
RL-I made you feel it and you tell me word is
bond I'll have you walkin'
funny
ADINA-Talk is cheap just give me a
beep(alright)we can creep boy you'll
get freaked
RL-Tell you what baby. NEXT will come next
week,I'll make you re-jump me
'cause.
CHORUS:(repeat once)
RAP:Nasty my type-like it-since it's Adina, yo I
might bite it,mad
excited, 'bout to get a peep inside it-legs
divided,don't lay the wrong
way-so I strap while we foreplay and pour more
Ze'-down ya neck get yo
crack wet, could sweat all day.Stuff the Garci
with dob seed, the bomb
seed, your oppositions harshly-throw it in you to
the embro, knees to
chest and NEXT is next the sex.
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