Sweet Drug by Izza Gara Lyrics
Sweet drug
Addicted of every touch
Need more
Of you I can't get enough
I stay up late
I’m acting insane
Need you in my vains
Boy, you're stuck in my brain
Love drought
Come fill up my aura
Stop textning, leave, go, I'm alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I’m good on my own but you're luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me
Crazy, I'm acting like I don't care
I crave it, I see you like everywhere
But I'm not ashamed
I know I got game
Just curious what you've got outside your frame
Love drought
Come fill up my aura
Stop textning, leave, go, I'm alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I’m good on my own but you’re luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me
Of me
I pray, nothing gets in the way
We won’t loose a thing if we play
Need you in my bed
I might not taste the same
Not, not taste the same again
Stop textning, leave, go, IM alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I'm good on my own but you're luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me
Addicted of every touch
Need more
Of you I can't get enough
I stay up late
I’m acting insane
Need you in my vains
Boy, you're stuck in my brain
Love drought
Come fill up my aura
Stop textning, leave, go, I'm alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I’m good on my own but you're luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me
Crazy, I'm acting like I don't care
I crave it, I see you like everywhere
But I'm not ashamed
I know I got game
Just curious what you've got outside your frame
Love drought
Come fill up my aura
Stop textning, leave, go, I'm alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I’m good on my own but you’re luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me
Of me
I pray, nothing gets in the way
We won’t loose a thing if we play
Need you in my bed
I might not taste the same
Not, not taste the same again
Stop textning, leave, go, IM alone welcome in
Loose grip of your phone, T-shirt off lets begin
I'm good on my own but you're luxury, you make me feel
Give me some of your love and you'll have some of me