♪ ♪ Let me check my chest, my breath right quick. ♪ ♪ He ain't never seen it in a dress like this. ♪ ♪ He ain't never even been impressed like this. ♪ ♪ Probably why I got him quiet on a set like this. ♪ ♪ Like it, love it, need it, bad. ♪ ♪ Take it, own it, steal it, fast. ♪ ♪ Boy, stop playin', *** my ass. ♪ ♪ I'm like a knife, you shot. ♪ ♪ Shove it, save it, keep it, pushin'. ♪ ♪ Why you gettin' round the bush? ♪ ♪ Knowin' you want all this. ♪ ♪ Never knock it till you try. ♪ ♪ All of them bitches hatin', I have you with me. ♪ ♪ All of my, sayin' you mad committed. ♪ ♪ Really than anybody, you had him ready. ♪ ♪ All of the body, I need that ass and titties. ♪ ♪ It's been a long time since you, you, you. ♪ ♪ Probably why I got him quiet on a set like this. ♪ ♪ All of them bitches hatin', I have you with me. ♪ ♪ He ain't never seen it in a dress like this. ♪ ♪ He ain't never even been impressed like this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this. ♪ ♪ It's been a long time since you fell in love. ♪ ♪ You ain't comin' out your shell. You ain't really been yourself. ♪ ♪ Tell me what must I do to tell my love? ♪ ♪ Cause luckily I'm good at beatin'. I wouldn't * him, but he won't stop cheesin'. ♪ ♪ And we can dance all day. If you want it, I'll be bouncing. If you want it, scream and shout it, babe. Before I leave you dry. ♪ ♪ Day to night to morning. Keeping me in the moment. I bet you had a moment. Why don't you say so? ♪ ♪ Didn't even notice. No punches left to roll with. You got to keep your focus. You wanna say so? ♪ ♪ Day to night to morning. Keeping me in the moment. I bet you had a moment. Why don't you say so? Didn't even notice. No punches left to roll with. You got to keep your focus. You wanna say so? ♪ ♪ Do that, do that, baby, all night long. And I'ma turn up on my phones. You know I hate it when I'm left on read. But he make it all up in the bed. And he take me out down and I don't know him but the best. He got off white, on bright. Damn, he can dress, make plans from the east. Bands in the west, rockstar, black widow type. Bands on his bread. And baby, I want it and I'll just be honest. Cause I just can't front when I look at you. Just keep it 100 when I throw these hundreds. I hope that your ass don't know what to do. ♪ ♪ Do it like that, baby. Don't be scared. I ain't afraid. Come my way. Cause I like it. I like it. I like it. I like it. Like that's it. I like it. I like it. I like it. I like it. That, that, that, that, that's me. ♪ ♪