Quez of Travis Porter - I Just Wanna f** lyrics

[Hook: Ali] I just wanna f** Tell me what you think 'bout that I just wanna f** Ain't no need for you to be mad (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (tell me what you think 'bout that) [Verse 1: Strap] I make her call me daddy when I'm smacking on her hiney Screaming, yelling, whining, why you acting like you dying? Then she started crying, all we do is f** Why you always fussing? Oh my God, girl, shut up Wow, wow, neighbors saying turn it down, don f** them people, this my house Now I got her turning out, bend you over, turn around The rubber pop, I'm pulling out 'cause shorty who I'm talking 'bout Tracy f** with Stacey and Stacey f** with that white girl And I picked shorty up and she was with two white girls They like the Spice Girls, all kind of races And every time I f** them, they make all kinds of faces [Hook: Ali] I just wanna f** Tell me what you think 'bout that I just wanna f** Ain't no need for you to be mad (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (tell me what you think 'bout that) [Verse 2: Ali] I ain't trying to be your man And I ain't trying to be your friend And I ain't trying to be your buddy So why don't you just come over and f** me? She got mad when I said that You gonna be angry when I tell you where to put your head at Walked into her room like, "Shorty, where your bed at?" She got in this crazy position, I'm like, "Where your legs? I don't know you girl But we can get nasty I just wanna show you, girl So come on, sit next to me [Hook: Ali] I just wanna f** Tell me what you think 'bout that I just wanna f** Ain't no need for you to be mad (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (all I wanna do is) f**, f**, f**, let's f** f**, f**, f**, let's f** (tell me what you think 'bout that) [Verse 3: Quez] I just wanna f**, she never tell me no She only got three friends, she never tell me four I always beat her fast, she never tell me slow And always in the bed and we're never on the floor When I knew from the club, just by looking at you dance Tonight, you with Travis Porter, I'm gonna be your fan Now you spinning 'round and 'round on the ceiling like the fan I know we f**ing, baby girl, but I can't be your man So I hope you wasn't thinking that (tell me what you think 'bout that) Girl, go put on your thinking hat I just had a vision of me beating that (ain't no need for you to be mad) Me f**ing you, girl, tell me what you think of that [Outro] Damn All I wanna do is... All I wanna do is... All I wanna do is... Oh, oh, go Oh, all I wanna do is... Oh, oh Girl, tell me what you think 'bout that Oh