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