[Sean Garrett:] Shawty dress fly, got her thang on high Damn she really got me wanna feel all good She was straight from the islands, blue water black sand Only English that mamma can talk is me like kissy (I said yeah, yeah, yeah) Dominican with a French accent She shakin that thang in front of me (damn), so quick Also, she's standin on the table slow whinin' with a bottle Saying kinky things in French and ya know what she means [Refrain: with Pharrell Williams] She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know) I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her a** home That's where she's wrong What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know) She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh She sticks legs up they s**y so she showin off things The clubs in America won't let her get away with Tossin' up, poppin' off see-through Cavalli skirt Her friends say she got money to spend on me Then she pulled a little stunt on the bar Looked at me and then through me the keys to her car Then she doin splits on the table, still whinin' with a bottle Gettin' kinkier in French and ya know what she means [Refrain: with Pharrell Williams] She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know) I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her a** home That's where she's wrong What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know) She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh [Sean Garrett:] She sittin up in my car, beggin me to blow high (by-the-way) And she insisted that we do it here so all her faded girls can see She prefer Vosachi too, I ain't have no idea She said, before we go there's a few of my girls that I wanna leave here with [Refrain: with Pharrell Williams] She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know) I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her a** home That's where she's wrong What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know) She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game) Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh