When you're out in the club. Don't think I'm not. Even when you're out making love. Don't think I'm not. Caught out in your DMs. Now we're fighting again. Ring, ring, ring, ringing. 'Cause I know just
I don't wanna hand nothin' to ya I just wanna sit back and do ya Dontcha make me stand up and chase it I just wanna lay back and taste it Come and get it right here for you I would never want to bore