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Correct Studio Lovin' Lyrics
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Correct Studio Lovin'
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My name is Johnny Juliano. Hello? Yeah, I'm, I'm in the studio right now. Oh you tryna come through? Alright well uh, I'ma finish up this last little joint. And I'm uh I'ma give you a call. I'ma text you or somethin'. Yeah. Nah, don't bother puttin' that on. Yeah. Yeah, Girl let me take you to my studio. Give you everything you want and need. Lay you flat like a piano, If you let me stroke your keys. You gon' be sayin' things you never said. Matter fact you gon' be playin' Melodies you never played. We ain't in no bed We in the lab And I'm reclinin' in my seat. You can just climb on top of me And ride me like this beat. You say you need this lovin' Well I'ma grab your waist line. And if you like it deep I can hit you with that bass line. I ain't tryna waste time For me and your sake. Plus I'm payin' for this session I need more than one take. I'll make the board shake, Like how I'm supposed to. I'll have you soundin' good. I got them pro tools. Now you in the mood. I got you doin' this And tryin' that. Beatin' your drum While I'm playin' with your hi-hat. You like that? Say you don't want to, I just make you do it. Got you in love 'Cause when we fuck It's like we makin' music. Gon' lose it. I don't wanna be unusual, But there's a lot of things That I can see me doin' to you. Here in my studio, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oohh yeah. You say you gotta work tomorrow, You can make it though. And even though There's probably other places we can go We in the studio, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oohh yeah. And no it ain't gon' stop I keep this song on replay. Puttin' all them scratches on my back I'm like "Oh DJ." Be my guitar I'll pluck your G-string. Pull it to the side, I'ma make them vocals dry. I'm grippin' on your thighs. We tangled like some cables from the front Look in your eyes. Then I turn you like some tables. No, you fiendin' for this lovin'. That's what you gon' get. And I can't sing But I see you and know I'm gon' hit, yeah. Let's do the verses now, Worry 'bout the beat later. Heard you be goin' off the head, You don't need paper. Play you in e-major, a-minor. Girl your rythym straight And I say you got great timin'. Feel your heart rate climbin', Like when my speakers quake More than okay or straight, You got that 808. You say you can't But I do something that just make you do it. Me and you don't fuck, We make music. Yeah. I don't wanna be unusual, But there's a lot of things That I can see me doin' to you. Here in my studio, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oohh yeah. You say you gotta work tomorrow, You can make it though. And even though There's probably other places we can go We in the studio, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oohh yeah. So shawty, Tell me what you think about it, Think about it. Me and you could make a album, Let's make a album. Shawty we could make a album Let's make a album, Darling we could make a album Let's make a album. Shawty, what you think about it, Think about it. Me and you could make a album, Make a album. Shawty we could make a album, Let's make a album Darling we can make a album Hah, yeah I wanna give you some studio lovin' Studio lovin' Oh, yeah, yeah.
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