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Affair Video (MV)




Performed By: Tilladre
Length: 3:30
Written by: tilladre .




Tilladre - Affair Lyrics




We ain't making love
Ain't making love for you

We ain't in love
I'd rather lie to you
We ain't making love
Making love for you

Take it slow when you come and mark my all way up
He's in your texts, but I'm in your bedroom almost every night, you can't compare

Every night, every night, every night

Altered state of mjnd
Don't you even stress
I'm right here now
I can it make it count
Make the perfect route
F*ck in my back seat
When the sun goes all the way down
Pop another xan and you're in your zone
Tonight is all about you
Tonight is all about you
Shawty I can make it rain
I can show you a couple of tricks, That's something new
Yeah
But who am i to judge
She brought a little white
Baby I'm down

Drugs turn her pain into smiles
Don't you tell anyone
Hold tight to my grip on your waist
This ain't no love that we're making
We met up at midnight
It's raining, coming down
The rain hides our affair
The rain hides our affair
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We ain't making love
Ain't making love for you

We ain't in love
I'd rather lie to you
We ain't making love
Making love for you

Take it slow when you come and mark my all way up
He's in your texts, but I'm in your bedroom almost every night, you can't compare

Every night, every night, every night

Altered state of mjnd
Don't you even stress
I'm right here now
I can it make it count
Make the perfect route
F*ck in my back seat
When the sun goes all the way down
Pop another xan and you're in your zone
Tonight is all about you
Tonight is all about you
Shawty I can make it rain
I can show you a couple of tricks, That's something new
Yeah
But who am i to judge
She brought a little white
Baby I'm down

Drugs turn her pain into smiles
Don't you tell anyone
Hold tight to my grip on your waist
This ain't no love that we're making
We met up at midnight
It's raining, coming down
The rain hides our affair
The rain hides our affair
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Writer: tilladre .
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