Issue No 127 You Lyrics
You by Issue No. 127
ft. Octo Octa, Newbody
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
There's no way to run from my confession
All these hurtles in our way
But I'll do what I must to make you stay
Brings the pleasure when I'm getting through to you
My head is somewhere new, no other lover can do
The little things that you do
Every little thing that you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
Don't matter, you'll be my sunshine
You're the drug to tie me down
But you know I never really think too much
And I never hide what I feel inside
I'll make everything alright
Every day and every night
I'm loving the things you do
Every little thing you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
There's no way to run from my confession
All these hurtles in our way
But I'll do what I must to make you stay
Brings the pleasure when I'm getting through to you
My head is somewhere new, no other lover can do
The little things that you do
Every little thing that you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
Don't matter, you'll be my sunshine
You're the drug to tie me down
But you know I never really think too much
And I never hide what I feel inside
I'll make everything alright
Every day and every night
I'm loving the things you do
Every little thing you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do