[Intro: Trevor Jackson] Yeah! Oh that's hot! [Hook: Trevor Jackson] When you touch me here, you touch me there You give me that stare, me likey You wanna go up, me wanna go down Well I can go down, me likey Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, that [Verse 1: Trevor Jackson] Met a girl in Miami, she can barely understand me I don't think she got a job, but she do work I-I-I I'ma let her meet the family She ain't lookin' for love, go figure I just met her at the club, she might be a gold digger Well get down girl, go ahead get down [Bridge: Trevor Jackson] She dancin' movin' that thang, for me (thang for me) I think she got a thang, for me (thang for me) Me likey, what I see Your hands all over my body, baby It's just you and me W-W-W What's your fantasy baby? [Hook:Trevor Jackson] When you touch me here, you touch me there You give me that stare, me likey You wanna go up, me wanna go down Well I can go down, me likey Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, that [Verse 2: Trevor Jackson] She's such a bad habit, but she make's me feel good, yeah When I'm wearing this, pretty young thing On my arm, everybody's hooked, yeah It's about to go down (down) Go figure, mami sound good on the phone Such a good kisser, when I get her all alone [Bridge: Trevor Jackson] She dancin' movin' that thang, for me (thang for me) I think she got a thang, for me (thang for me) Me likey, what I see Your hands all over my body, baby It's just you and me W-W-W What's your fantasy baby? [Hook: Trevor Jackson] When you touch me here, you touch me there You give me that stare, me likey You wanna go up, me wanna go down Well I can go down, me likey Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, that [Verse 3: Kirko Bangz] Cool, cool, baby I could take the summer off Young bangz, makin' sure she wheel like armor all How to be a player baby, I should write the monologue Mama wanna touch me, she don't want me as a son-in-law That girl there a gift, Mrs. Santa Claus I'm just tryin' get up in her prize, like a rental car She all on me, like I'm walking in the Pentagon She say I'm sweet, I'm tryna' turn into a Cinnabun Oooh, he so cla**y (cla**y) And she like the fact my voice, so raspy I'ma H-Town playa, and the game ain't fair But the girl's so nasty [Hook: Trevor Jackson] When you touch me here, you touch me there You give me that stare, me likey You wanna go up, me wanna go down Well I can go down, me likey Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, that When you touch me here, you touch me there You give me that stare, me likey You wanna go up, me wanna go down Well I can go down, me likey Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, me likey, that Me likey, this, that