Sign In Register. Artist: Huntress. I am the huntress, but also the prey Sometimes I find pleasure the old fashioned way If you want a woman, don't come to me I'm more than just woman as you will agree When the mood sways me, I find myself weak Always a victim of the pleasure I seek All of the lust held up in my breast Come closer lover, let me suck your breath I want to fuck you to death I am the huntress, I'm on your trail When I want you here you'd better not fail Come to me quickly, 'cos I want to feel I want to be handled, I want to reveal All of the lust held up in my breast Come closer lover, let me suck your breath I want to fuck you to death I want to fuck you to death I've got a thirst, been waiting some time While I'll never be yours, you'll always be mine All of the lust held up in my breast Come closer lover, let me suck your breath I want to fuck you to death I want to fuck you to death. Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node. All News Daily Roundup. Album Reviews Song Reviews. Song Lyrics.
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It's a fantasy every night I'm falling away but it's not waking me up. This should be over it makes me sick am I dreaming, am I living yet? It doesn't seem to be okay oh i'll find yeah i'll find another way. It just feels like I don't know you, underneath the fucking truth. You convinced me that i was wrong, thanks to you now I am twice as strong. Tell me why, tell me why, you didn't understand who i am, who i am. I'm drowning again but i'm still hearing the sound of your fucking lies. I remember the fear but I want to live my life the way that I've chosen to. All is fake and no one cares If you show me a sign I'll never look away.
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Oh yeah I ain't hit you back and now you overreacting Hate that shit with a passion yeah Have a little self respect Don't want to put you on blast But you should go ahead and practice. Shut the fuck up right now and let me breathe Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing Slow down, slow down, slow down Quit hittin' my phone up, quit hittin' my phone up Quit hittin' my phone, slow down. I ain't hit you back, now you overreacting I don't play that elastic You be like; when we gon' fuck? You should try and quit askin' huh. You should shut the fuck up right now And let me be me let me be, let me be Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing yeah. People talk too much shit In my face, 'round my back, on the phone Ain't been famous for a while but I'm still up in my zone And I don't usually smoke, but I'm high on sativa I pour it in my tea, I smell like heaven, I'm a diva diva Bangin' Aaliyah so loud in my speaker That I can not hear you no, I'm gone Don't you be blowin' up my phone I'm in a different time zone Ever since a matter of time All my girls is badder than 9 Hope to banish the debt, you hammered You still don't know how to handle your wine That's probably why you're hittin' me more Yeah I've got a rule because I've done this before Just fuck 'em 3 times and don't fuck 'em no more Cause they just fall in love if you fuck 'em the 4th wooo Don't get me right, I really like it when we're vibin' But, when I'm in another city shh, be quiet. Shut the fuck up right now and let me be me Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing Slow down, slow down, slow down Quit hittin' my phone up, quit hittin' my phone up Quit hittin' my phone, slow down. And I've been off the coke I've been off the coke I've been off this coke Always hittin' phone uhh Always hittin phone always hittin phones Uhh She constantly calling my old bitch Get up, be gone and go home, bitch Quit playin' with all of my phone, bitch Which numbers, even my wrong shit These chicks, they cunning Flip cities, she sticks, still on it Switch whips, where wake, she saw it This bitch on my ass, like a pair of my drawers Any phone I ever own, she call it She call me at 2, call me at 3 Check I'm a WAKKEBOI, fukk it gon' be Wanna grab an eight ball, set your nigga' free She rock with a nose bleed on her blue jeans Dumb bitch, dumb hoe, don't call my phone go home We jettin' out till we made it, shut the fuck up complainin'. STFU blackbear. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter.