Break of Dawn - V Double O - Video
PUBLISHED:  Nov 16, 2008
DESCRIPTION:
Break of Dawn

Intro

We can uh uh uh
You can touch touch touch
Make you feel feel something
Make you feel feel something x2

Hook

Cause I wanna be your friend like Tom
From the second that I saw you it was on
And I don't wanna do you wrong
Got me feeling on your body till the break of dawn
I don't wanna see you act withdrawn
From the second that I saw you I was gone
I can be your Bad Boy like Sean
Touch and feeling on your body till the break of dawn
x2

Verse 1

I can picture us picking up a Mercedes
I can picture the jealous faces of ladies
I can picture us pulling up to the premiere
Maybe kicking a Pelle there
Can you picture it baby?
I can see us in the sand and sea
I can see us in the island breeze
And I can see you making signs at me
To come touch you on your body till its hard to breathe
I can make your body feel like real fly
Like when I take you on a plane
Take you to the Mile High, hit it till I make you sigh
And still got the flow to keep it pimpin' like a cane, like a cane
I just wanna make you moan
Taking you out
Bringing you back
Running around
Taking it down
Feel the drama
Or maybe take it to the sack
Stripping you off
Making it hot
Speed it up like miles per hour
You got a body the hotties wanna be jealous of
Couldn't believe it when you proceeded to show me love
From when I saw you in the club, we connected like a rub
And you know we kinda fit like rubber gloves
So lets just kick it to the music I make
And we can uh uh uhh, that's the sound we create, you know

Hook

Verse 2

Can you Imagine me touching on your anatomy
Feeling your body I can make it bump bump bump
Or maybe we can just relax, lay your body on my back
And we kick it till the sun comes up
Roll around my city, take you wheel
Show you Tower Bridge and other things that will appeal
Take it to the city maybe we can have a meal
When I'm stroking on your body do you like the way it feels?
I like the way you're incredibly edible when we're together
I gotta nibble a nipple or something
I got a letter from police, disturbing the peace
Cause when we're together bed posts keep bumping
I let you jump in the finer designer wear
As long as you make your body jump out of them when I'm here
And I take you from the telly to the bed and to the chair
And I'm grabbing on your rear while your grabbing on my hair
I like the way you never let me win or back down
I like the way you walk around, no clothes on
I even like it when you flip and just act out
I like it when I pick you up and you hold on
So lets just kick it to the music I make
And we can uh uh uhh, that's the sound we create, you know

Hook

Verse 3

We can uh uh uhh, you can touch touch touch
Make you feel feel something, make you feel feel something
We can uh uh uhh, you can touch touch touch
Make you feel feel something, make you feel feel something

Touch your body cause I wanna do it every second
Everytime I see you I just wanna kiss your neck and
Then I'm hoping I can feel and nibble on a nipple
Make the water ripple, take you to the rug and hold you down
Touch your body cause I wanna do it every second
Everytime I see you I just wanna kiss your neck and
Then I'm hoping I can feel and nibble on a nipple
Make the water ripple, do it like there ain't no one around

Talking

Touch your body cause I wanna do it every second
Everytime I see you I just wanna kiss your neck and
Then I'm hoping I can feel and nibble on a nipple
Make the water ripple, take you to the rug and hold you down
Touch your body cause I wanna do it every second
Everytime I see you I just wanna kiss your neck and
Then I'm hoping I can feel and nibble on a nipple
Make the water ripple, do it like there ain't no one around


Hook

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