Mr. Morris - Lemme See lyrics

[Produced by Jim Jonsin and Mr. Morris] [Directed by Philip Andelman] [Intro] Usher, baby I hear you, yeah Rock with me f** with me [Verse 1: Usher] Hey girl, I'm debating if I should take you home Should I take you home? I don't mean to keep you waiting But I just gotta know if you're ready [Pre-Hook: Usher] She says she wanna take her skirt off, be my guest I decided to take my shirt off, and show my chest And we've been sipping on that Merlot So you know what's next Working intermissions, switching positions We so explicit, oh.... [Hook: Usher] You've been saying all night long That you couldn't wait to get me home alone What you gon' do to me? Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see Girl, I can't wait to get you home Talk a good game, mate, come on Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see [Verse 2: Usher] I'll be anticipating What you would do to me What you gon' do to me Sex education Hands on when you're with me Can you handle me, yeah [Pre-Hook: Usher] She says she wanna take her skirt off, be my guest I decided to take my shirt off, and show my chest And we've been sipping on that Merlot So you know what's next Working intermissions, switching positions We so explicit, oh.... [Hook: Usher] You've been saying all night long That you couldn't wait to get me home alone What you gon' do to me? Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see Girl, I can't wait to get you home Talk a good game, mate, come on [Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see [Rick Ross] Got on all my ice, talkin' cash sh** Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips She down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide We run the streets but on G-5's, I'm talkin' fly Boots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings You with a big boy, so we do the big things Had to valet park it, chanel hoodie on Looking like Trayvon Martin, George Zimmerman don't want it She on my wanted poster, Ciroc in my mimosa Im ballin' like LeBron, we shopping in Milan The 458 Ferrari I park it on the lawn I let her meet my tongue, she blew up like a bomb The s** is so explosive, her stuff is supersonic She my new addiction, I swear I'm through with chronic Rozay and Usher Raymond, girl, we the hottest Rocking the most ice, I said we the hottest [Hook: Usher] You've been saying all night long That you couldn't wait to get me home alone What you gon' do to me? Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see Girl, I can't wait to get you home Talk a good game, mate, come on [Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me Don't talk about it, be about it Let me see, let me see, let me see