The way you're looking at me makes me wanna get with you
And all the freaky things that make you wet when we're alone in my bedroom
You got me talking to my friends about how
I kissed your lips when the lights went out
And if they only knew what went down
They would think we're sort of crazy
Let's get s**y
We can keep it real up in my house up in the hills
Let's get s**y
I can feel your flow, so come be in my video
Let's get s**y
We can flip in the bedroom, girl you know you want to
Let's get s**y
Girl we can chill, you're my thousand dollar bills
I wanna take you to all the places in my head
Together we can be tripping falling slowly in to my bed
Girl, quit talking on the phone
Come to the crib we can get it on
Won't you to know that you're free to roam
Your hands all over my body
Seems like I'm the main topic of conversation
Like a n******g mystified by his first act of penetration
And I, I keeps it in step like CC Peniston
Ain't got no time to concern myself with stupid women
For every man is sad because they hoochy
I stay cla**y, not flashy like puppy groupy
So let's get s**y, I like the way that you flex me
We can party all night, sipping down Baileys and Hennisey
When you kiss on my neck, you make me wet
And baby when you hit it that way, you come correct