[Chorus:] I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You far from plastic Talkin bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me [Verse:] sponsored links Come on girl, why you do me this way? I'll be good, and I can promise you I'll behave And don't be rude, I like the way you grooving and sway When you grooving and you movin the booty shake And truly it's great Tell me baby, where do you stay? Oh you wanna get a room? You know I really relate I said we get it unless it's cool, we gon call it a day Or we can go up to my room and play how good do you taste You like that hopin I bite back While you play games I be skippin the side cla** When you change lanes and you wishin it might crash You runnin red lights like you know that ain't right Ash Fo show I be keepin it lowkey But you me giggling and sendin them OG's Go and give a little, can you give me some more please? Them hoes always trippin, all the homies is like preach! I picture you in a slow breeze Hair flowin, skirt going over them berk knees Then you show us a dime and I'm like oh jeez You so sweet, lookin like you starred in the O.C. I think I'm startin to OD Lines that I'm seein woulda started to grow week The boundaries are given me a startin to fold This is the friend zone, no no somebody can pull me up [Bridge:] Baby, can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica It always works for me Dakota to Decatur No more pretending (hey hey hey) 'Cause now you winnin (hey hey hey) Yes I be getting it (hey hey hey) [Chorus:] I always wanted a good girl I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You far from plastic Talkin bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me