Oh babe. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Hoo hoo.
Yeah yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Hoo hoo.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Hoo hoo.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Hey..oh...
Let's make out, on the phone first.
You're my bakery, where's my dessert?
Shorty bring it home, you lil flirt.
Just got off at five, now it's back to work.
Your second job is waiting on you,
This is exactly why them girls be hatin' on you.
You get up on it, look back at it.
Turn tricks on it, silly rabbit.
Push up on it. Chest down.
(Chest down.)
Close your legs. Turn 'round.
(Turn 'round.)
I ain't never ever ever - Burned down.
(Burned down.) I'm a beast.
And Ima do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
Ima do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
(Girl I love ya'.)
Ima do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
Ima do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
Now all I need is just a fraction.
(fraction fraction fraction)
In just a little bit I'll have
You ready for action. (action)
Endless satisfaction.
Got her open like a [?] (?, ?)
Full of love girl pour it out.
(pour it out, pour it out)
She's a mess, ah so...
Always leave me on a high note. (high note)
She's a beast.
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
Shorty got a nigga all crazy.
Cape on whenever I need savin'
Whenever I need savin', she on.
Ridin' it out like baby baby.
My bad I meant to say baby baby.
Goodnight, good mornin'.
Let's do it again.
Get over here woman.
I poached her up, then
I coached her up. And now she's a beast.
And we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
Yeah we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
Yeah we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
We do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
We do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
Ooh....oh.....
Yeah. Yessir. Yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Uh. Yessir. Uh. Yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Uh. Yessir. Uh. Yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Oooh....oh....
Yeah.
compositores: TERIUS NASH, CARLOS MCKINNEY
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