Scott Naughton - I Invented Sex lyrics

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Scott Naughton - I Invented Sex lyrics

[Intro: Trey Songz] Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl This goes out to the beautiful girls Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl Which one of y'all, which, which one Which, which one of y'all Which one of y'all going home with Trigga? [Verse 1: Trey Songz] I see you in the club, ooh, shawty Walking past a n***a looking at me all naughty Then I said, "Baby, wa**up?" Reach for that hand shake, got a hug Bottles of the Ace got me with a lil buzz Up in VIP with all my thug n***as You leaned over and said you want me Girl, when the valet pull the Benz up Off to the crib, shawty, where we gon' end up Girl, sit back, relax, hold up Let me turn the radio on [Chorus: Trey Songz] Girl, when I get you to the crib Upstairs to the bed Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, when I pull back them sheets And you climb on top of me Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** [Verse 2: Trey Songz] Put the code in the gate, pull up to the driveway Said she like the way I touch her, listening to Usher I got a confession Now we 'bout to sin, but your body is a blessing, Father, forgive me Girl, can we take it up stairs? My bed's waiting there All I wanna do is is give you all of me, won't you give me all of you? I want your body like right now, you know I live a Magnum lifestyle Baby, turn the lights down and I'mma turn you on [Chorus: Trey Songz] Girl, when I get you to the crib Upstairs to the bed Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, when I pull back them sheets And you climb on top of me Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** [Verse 3: Drake] It's a celebration clap, clap, bravo Lobster and shrimp and a gla** of Moscato For the girl who's a student and the friend who's a model Finish the whole bottle and we gonna do it big like this Yeah, and he was just practice He ain't in your world, you can take him off your atlas Girl, you on fire, can I be the one you match with? I'll give you the credit card and baby you can max this out Show me where your tats is Show me where you heads at, maybe I can grasp it If you ever come up with a question, you should ask it Caught up on your ex still? I can get you past it Yeah, and your friends all suggest What's the chance of this n***a being better than the rest? Just tell 'em you appreciate the help But you just got to know for yourself [Chorus: Trey Songz] Girl, when I get you to the crib Upstairs to the bed Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, when I pull back them sheets And you climb on top of me Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** You gon' think I invented s** [Outro: Trey Songz] Now who's coming home with? Tell me who's coming with me I wanna know who's coming home with? Tell me who's coming with me Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you?