Everybody wanna know what we got between us 
Cause they dont see us when were alone 
Or when we talk on the phone yeah 
But they dont even got no ideas about us 
Cause we aint tryna let nobody step in 
And pull us out of this zone 

Wait For You Forever

Too Late For Us - Chrishan

Lee Carr - The Way We Used To Be

Atozzio - Better Man

No talk 

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah…
Mmm, yeah…
Boy, you love fi talk, but mi love fi feel,
Come real, come real.
[Chorus]
No talk, just move — I like it that way,
Hands pon mi body, we nah go delay.
Wine slow, boy, don’t lose your pace,
You know mi run tings, look pon mi face.
[Verse 1]
Work it, baby, mi no need no plan,
Heat pon heat, can’t cool this jam.
Lights down low, skin start glow,
You say “go easy,” but mi go slow.
Mi sweet, but mi dangerous too,
Play wid fire, it bun right through.
Boy, you beg fi more, mi say “chill,”
But mi know you love how mi make time still.
[Chorus]
No talk, just move — I like it that way,
Hands pon mi body, we nah go delay.
Wine slow, boy, don’t lose your pace,
You know mi run tings, look pon mi face.
[Verse 2]
Drip from the crown, come steady wid it,
Body like rhythm, you ready fi hit.
Mi vibe too high, you can’t resist,
Every touch feel sweet like this.
Mi no chase, mi just stay divine,
You find peace when you cross mi line.
Say you love bad gyal, prove that claim,
Mi the spark, you the flame.
[Chorus]
No talk, just move — I like it that way,
Hands pon mi body, we nah go delay.
Wine slow, boy, don’t lose your pace,
You know mi run tings, look pon mi face.
[Verse 3]
Late night, cool breeze, riddim pon time,
Mi in control, mi set the rhyme.
Eyes lock tight, we both in trance,
Boy, hold mi close, don’t miss your chance.
Mi tell you once, mi don’t pretend,
When mi start move, it nah go end.
Whole room spin, but mi stay calm,
Mi do it sweet, mi do it strong.
[Final Chorus]
No talk, just move — I like it that way,
Hands pon mi body, we nah go delay.
Wine slow, boy, keep up the chase,
You know mi rule tings, look pon mi face.
No talk, just move — mi love how you play,
Work wid mi rhythm, night into day.
Wine slow, boy, don’t lose your place,
You know mi run tings, look pon mi face.
[Outro]
Shhh…
No talk, baby — just work.
Just work, yeah…

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