Next Next Experience Lyrics

Intro:
*Rock-a-bye baby and it don't stop*
*When the shirts fall the pants ill drop*
*Down will come boxers, panties and all*
*It's on, it's on, it's on*
*Yo (huh) this is RL, and what we trying do right now*
*Is figure out who the freak of the industry is*
*And we feel like NEXT, got to flex with Adina*
*We gotta take the reigns, you know what I'm sayin'*
*So what we about to do is put it all on the line*
*You get yours and I'ma get mine(touch me)*
*Yo NEXT, Adina, what's up?*

CHORUS:
*You can't handle what I'm 'bout to give you*
*A NEXT experience (go ahead daddy)*
*Right (Iwanna ride it with Adina Howard to sleep)*
*I just wanna touch and clutch and feel you*
*With some whip appeal in it (go ahead daddy)(yeah go ahead momma)*

VERSE 1:
(Adina)
*Boy peep this freakin' me, testin' out this feather weight (not me)*
*You can't handle this heavyweight, some talk and I just perpetrate*
*(I got what you need come and get a load of me)*
(RL)
*I'll make it hurt like baby birth, when it's on girl I put in work*
*Even when I'm gone we can flex*
*If you call me collect we can have phone s__ 'cause ('cause what?)*
*You can't handle this, no,no,no*

CHORUS (Repeat Once)

RAP:
*Between my thuggin', I'm b___a lovin'*
*Hips b__pin'*
*Lips like she just finished lickin' somethin'*
*She say ya take a beat, just to peep a freak stuntin'*
*Bowl mummas doin' tricks like the Globe Trotters*
*Politicking while I blow scamas'*
*Uh-hum I'm rippin', rappin' dole daughters*
*Givin' strobe rythm, 'cause his flow proper*
*And like it rough, like some more vodka*
*Know she freaked out but can't knock her*

BRIDGE:
(Adina)
*I can be your freak until day, until the dawn*
*Baby don't front when it's time to bring the bomb*
(RL)
*I made you feel it and you tell me*
*Word is bond I'll have you walkin' funny*
(Adina)
*Talk is cheap just give me a beep (alright)*
*We can creep boy, you'll get freaked*
(RL)
*Tell you what baby*
*Let's come next week,I'll make you reach your peak*
*'Cause*

CHORUS: (Repeat Once)

RAP:
*Nasty, my type-like it*
*Since it's Adina, yo I might bite it*
*Mad excited, pop the G to peep inside it*
*Let and divide it, don't play the road way*
*So watch rat while we foreplay*
*And pour more Alezay*
*Down ya neck, make your crack wet*
*Could sweat all day*
*Stuff the Garci with dar tree*
*The guard see,while our positions harshly*
*I throw it in you to the end boo*
*Knees to chest, and NEXT is next to flex*

CHORUS (To Fade)

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