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Brooklyn Lorenzo - Panoramia Freestyle Lyrics



Brooklyn Lorenzo - Panoramia Freestyle Lyrics
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Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
Initially through with love
I was bruised I was tugged
They just want to f*ck
They ain't tryna know a thug
They want a mention
They like attention
Every two minutes
I'm an extension
They need healing
They want a feeling
They want me to play the villain, yeah
Like I'm good playing that passanger
I'm need me a shawty
That can handle all this stamina
I need me a shawty
That can pose like Panoramia
I need me shawty
That can clear my whole calander
Like aye
Yo Bae
Yeah I'm on my way
So get yo shit ready
And meet me on the bend
Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
I wasn't looking for love
Just searching for them finer things
Then came in this fine thing
With a pretty aura
Like a mood ring
Talk abut a shawty
That'll make you change your whole set
Talk about a shawty
That's addicted to your grey sweats
I like you happy
I like you mad
I tend to you
When you are sad
You don't need truama
Breakfast in bed
I like more than just you're head
I nourish your mental
I cherish your heart
I know that they wish
They could tear us apart
I'll write in a kindle
I'll pour out my heart
To show the whole world
That I love you a lot
Like Aye
You know you make me melt
Every time you give me that face right?
Damn I love those f*ckin' eyes
Come here
Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
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Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
Initially through with love
I was bruised I was tugged
They just want to f*ck
They ain't tryna know a thug
They want a mention
They like attention
Every two minutes
I'm an extension
They need healing
They want a feeling
They want me to play the villain, yeah
Like I'm good playing that passanger
I'm need me a shawty
That can handle all this stamina
I need me a shawty
That can pose like Panoramia
I need me shawty
That can clear my whole calander
Like aye
Yo Bae
Yeah I'm on my way
So get yo shit ready
And meet me on the bend
Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
I wasn't looking for love
Just searching for them finer things
Then came in this fine thing
With a pretty aura
Like a mood ring
Talk abut a shawty
That'll make you change your whole set
Talk about a shawty
That's addicted to your grey sweats
I like you happy
I like you mad
I tend to you
When you are sad
You don't need truama
Breakfast in bed
I like more than just you're head
I nourish your mental
I cherish your heart
I know that they wish
They could tear us apart
I'll write in a kindle
I'll pour out my heart
To show the whole world
That I love you a lot
Like Aye
You know you make me melt
Every time you give me that face right?
Damn I love those f*ckin' eyes
Come here
Feel like I needed something
To make me feel a way
But I'm just tryna share
That I'm yearning for your touch
Want to be satisfied
With every move you make
With everything you do
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Writer: Brooklyn Dimas
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Brooklyn Lorenzo - Panoramia Freestyle Video
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Performed By: Brooklyn Lorenzo
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Brooklyn Dimas

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