Privateparty42 by Kurt Hazard Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Somebody turn me up
It’s a private party for two we looping Persian rugs
Feels like it took a lifetime for me to earn your trust
Now I’m addicted to your allure, and I just yearn ya touch
And I don’t really know the perfect way to word it but
I just know you got some shit I need, that I’m certain of
I mean we can take it slow at first if you get nervous but
I observe your body langue and learn you’d prefer to- *giggle* stopppp
I just wanna kiss you, caress you, cardiac arrest you
Grip you, undress you, relive what’s on your mental
Pin you to the bed, wrap my hands around your neck too
Ya secret’s safe with me we’ll keep it strictly confidential
The night calls, we’ll right wrongs when night falls
We’ve survived falls when our flight flied off course
And despite all the fights fought and time lost
My core says our flight could fly forward
We should fight for it, my heart’s on my sleeve
I know you know you don’t belong with someone that’s not me
Cause girl we go together just like Terrence and Rocsi
Shit we go together like, New York niggas and Chopped Cheese
Good God she got me stuttering in my speech
And I’m wondering how it’d be when I’m slumbering
And I search for what’s underneath your mystique, what you wonder and what you dream
Rediscovering things all while I uncover your inner freak, sheesh
So you should hit me on my land line
And come around, baby we can have a grand time
I pull your panties off to feel along your tan lines
Might fuck around and turn your mother to a grandma
Like damn I done hit a hundred on the Southern State
Once I put my key in your ignition we can cut the brakes
Cut to chase, hit the gas pedal and say fuck the stakes
Fuck a break, we ain’t even stopping if the rubber break
[Hook]
Imma hold it down, down, down
It’s a private party for two, hit my line if you coming through, you could slide and we’ll throw it down, down, down
If I’m doing too much, if we moving too fast let me know we’ll slow it down, down, down
But you ain’t said a word, you ain’t even make a sound so I take it that you down, down, down
Baby tell me that you down, you should tell me if you down, baby tell me that you. .
[Verse 2: Clinton Wike]
If you’re down I’ll pull up
Co-pilot in the cock pit uh
Got me questioning my life when it’s done
When it’s done
If you’re down I’ll pull up
If we crash least we lasted
Quite a while shit goes fast
You know
[Outro]
If you’re down I’ll pull up
Co-pilot in the cock pit uh
Got me questioning my life when it’s done
When it’s done
Somebody turn me up
It’s a private party for two we looping Persian rugs
Feels like it took a lifetime for me to earn your trust
Now I’m addicted to your allure, and I just yearn ya touch
And I don’t really know the perfect way to word it but
I just know you got some shit I need, that I’m certain of
I mean we can take it slow at first if you get nervous but
I observe your body langue and learn you’d prefer to- *giggle* stopppp
I just wanna kiss you, caress you, cardiac arrest you
Grip you, undress you, relive what’s on your mental
Pin you to the bed, wrap my hands around your neck too
Ya secret’s safe with me we’ll keep it strictly confidential
The night calls, we’ll right wrongs when night falls
We’ve survived falls when our flight flied off course
And despite all the fights fought and time lost
My core says our flight could fly forward
We should fight for it, my heart’s on my sleeve
I know you know you don’t belong with someone that’s not me
Cause girl we go together just like Terrence and Rocsi
Shit we go together like, New York niggas and Chopped Cheese
Good God she got me stuttering in my speech
And I’m wondering how it’d be when I’m slumbering
And I search for what’s underneath your mystique, what you wonder and what you dream
Rediscovering things all while I uncover your inner freak, sheesh
So you should hit me on my land line
And come around, baby we can have a grand time
I pull your panties off to feel along your tan lines
Might fuck around and turn your mother to a grandma
Like damn I done hit a hundred on the Southern State
Once I put my key in your ignition we can cut the brakes
Cut to chase, hit the gas pedal and say fuck the stakes
Fuck a break, we ain’t even stopping if the rubber break
[Hook]
Imma hold it down, down, down
It’s a private party for two, hit my line if you coming through, you could slide and we’ll throw it down, down, down
If I’m doing too much, if we moving too fast let me know we’ll slow it down, down, down
But you ain’t said a word, you ain’t even make a sound so I take it that you down, down, down
Baby tell me that you down, you should tell me if you down, baby tell me that you. .
[Verse 2: Clinton Wike]
If you’re down I’ll pull up
Co-pilot in the cock pit uh
Got me questioning my life when it’s done
When it’s done
If you’re down I’ll pull up
If we crash least we lasted
Quite a while shit goes fast
You know
[Outro]
If you’re down I’ll pull up
Co-pilot in the cock pit uh
Got me questioning my life when it’s done
When it’s done