Young Madonna – D-Why – letras

Hey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play thisHey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play thisBaby girl, how you doin’Thought about you in my dreamsThe second I wake instead, this isn’t really what it seemsWish I could sleep forever and have you right beside meWe could sleep togetherDream our lives, and live our dreamsAnd we can sleep wheneverAnd we’ll make so much fucking moneyWe ain’t got to wait for nothing unless we’re horny or hungryThat’s my promise, I’m honest, we take vacations, BahamasCarry llamas on llamas, a war is upon usmy gorgeous MadonnaShopping is like church, spending money is prayingThis is retail religion, you’re an angel I’m just sayingPraise the fashion gods, this a synagogueHouse of Lou Vuitton, new carpet keep those shoes onTake that dress and let me go in, seven minutes in heavenSeven deadliest sins, I’m professing to the reverendLet’s take a second, a moment of silenceto watch you undressForget about our problems while we make progressYes, don’t stressI’m in misery where you can seem as old as your omensAnd the mother we sharewill never keep our cold hearts from callingHey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play thisHey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play thisBaby girl what you been missingyou should say goodbye to boringThey ain’t got style, talent or anything like your manSee I’m making four plans, one of them is for plansThe other is what I like to call my never being poor planOther involves you and I laid up on the floor planThen there’s the do it, do it again and do it more planOr the France, sort of like lovers under the coversYoung and stubborn, kiss and huggerswe some sexy motherfuckersI ain’t leaving til’ you satisfied, hold upI ain’t leaving til’ tomorrow night, hold upSo we should order some room servicecause’ this bed has got a purposeAs long as we have each othertheir ain’t nothing that can hurt usBaby we could be dead soon, baby this could end soonI don’t give no fucks, I left all of those in the bedroomI’m just trying to live and love you like I was meant toTreat you all kinds of specialnow dance to that instrumentalNow dance to that instrumentalI’m in misery where you can seem as old as your omensAnd the mother we sharewill never keep our cold hearts from callingHey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play thisHey baby, you my favoriteI wanna take you, if you can take itI wanna taste you, let me taste itOnce you zone out, you gonna play this