Adina / Fine Wine Lyrics

On god you can tell me how it taste lil mama

Tell ya got a nigga sweatin standin right behind ya

Body boom bap like a drumline rhythm of the beat make a nigga done flatline

Done said it up in All Nite

Luv da jeans ass tight

Got a brotha fiendin got me cussin like I'm dolomite

Make the slip slap pussy aqua like a water fight

Bout to show my lil baby crazy wit the appetite

Tell me how it feel

Like Hermione on a broomstick

Tell me how it taste

Lil smuged on ya lipstick

Take this diptick straight work it like a lollipop

Got her suckin on my pistol best way to trigger pop

Go Non stop

Keep it going to the break a dawn

Freak a bitch like Adina clappin to the early morn

Yah kinda nasty

Promise still classy

We could take the love below show me how dat mouf be

You can tell me how it taste lil mama

You can tell me how it feel

(How it feel?)

You can show me how I taste lil mama

You can tell me how I feel

(How I feel?)

Issa belly dancer vibe when we walk into the bedroom

Lickin on ya body leave her leakin like a monsoon

Cocked up with the harpoon finna take dive

In ya nooks in crannies we don't finish till around 5

In the morning all moanin jabbin with the left hook

Feelin like the soul in ya body all off and took girllllll

Yeah bitch I'm that nasty

Treat ya like my project shit all arts and crafty

Always comin with the cute quips

Always know I'm always stickin wit the true shit

What I to get a taste of them lucious lips

What I do to get a bite of them lucious hips

Everytime it's like it's somethin out a movie flick

Everytime I leave ya always wanna take a pic

Girl you that fine

have me on some groupie shit

Girl you all mine

Touchin under stars shit

You can tell me how it taste lil mama

You can tell me how it feel

(How it feel?)

You can show me how I taste lil mama

You can tell me how I feel

(How I feel?)