[Intro: William White] Hey baby I notice you from over there And I just wanted to come over and let you know that I think you just look super f**ing delicious And uh, your number is not in my phone for some reason and.. it should be Ya know for every time I come here Ya know so we can be texting buddies? I guess or something Uh I gotta do this though real quick [Verse 1: William White] Come over here And jiggy with the volunteer Lift up yo hood Let me see what you got in there It's getting hot in here or is it just me or just you And so I'm leaning into kiss you Don't wanna text you I've been aiming you for a while on this scene relationship And now I see your smile I want you so bad in my bed I can taste the place that occupy's space in-between ya legs Give you, boo I would do some things that you would never imagine so just enter my bedroom Dungeon layer right down the stairs After you get a taste of the men one I compare I sultan swear but tonight I cut off the [?] And I don't even have kids You got something that I need boo And so I'm bout to hook it down to the OC to see you [Hook: William White] You don't even know how bad I need you Right here next to me (no you don't) You don't even know the rush I get When you're texting me [Verse 2: Karl Lord Edward Diamonds] I'm the boy next door So text me on the 6-0-4 My inbox is empty and willing and waiting Sweet dreams tonight I'll be alright Alrrrright ooh I said girl you know I see you and I know where you live I'm gonna come over and tell you just what were gonna do Come over and let me touch your derriere Heaven [?] Not that one but that one girl i do not care Undress [?] Just like my boy petting tin you'll be [?] How bout a nightgown this wardrobe is wiped out Concert for one, front row should be fun How bout me, plus you and a big honey bun Ha, I could not say no to that (Nosey Neighbor) [Hook 2: William White] I know you that you want me bad, yeah So you're always typing on your keypad If you want me and wanna be bad Then you best to invest in a brand new pair of kneepads (that's dirty!) [Verse 3: William White] I'm alone I'm just typing on the phone to my baby I be slipping through and picking you up in a wiper tone Come in my time zone b**h, I'm right here I'ma rock star but you can chug a beer I rock to beers on my wrist and if you want a little I wanna little what you got going on the middle I know that the way that you feeling is right So it's got me up tossing and turning at night Thinking of ways I wanna freak ya I set my phone down and put it on speaker Tasting you is like candy on Easter So I'ma serve you this like a barista Yeah, I am eager to get you in my jet To get you in my sheets To get you very wet I bet I make you sweat when you get me pumping In the mean time I think you should send me something (Nosey Neighbor)