Chenelle - Sprung On My Booty Call lyrics

wake me up every Saturday ohhh number 708 he has the champagne ready im make sure i aint late ready to get explode cuz he will be takin of my clothes i can feel my heart racing as the night are long i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on pressing me up against the wall he makes sure nothing gets ignore my body temperature rising as he does nothing at all he keepin me satisfied i love the pa**ion i see in his eyes i can feel the whole world shakin as he goes deeper inside i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on more then just a fantasy more then curiosity i just want him to get wit me its not a fatuation he's one of gods creation ohhh i wish we could be i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on i am sprung on my booty call i get chills every time he call it doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong he does more then just turn me on