Usher, baby
I hear you, yeah
Rock with me
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
She say 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
The perfect intermission, switching positions
We’re so explicit, oh
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
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
Girl I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin’ ‘bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
I’ll be anticipating
What you would do to me
What you gon’ do to me
Sex babe is the occasion
Hands on when you’re with me
Give your heart to me, yeah
She say 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
The perfect intermission, switching positions
We’re so explicit, oh
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
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
Girl I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin’ ‘bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
[Rick Ross]
Got on all my ice, talking cash
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 talking fly
Boots and blue jeans, Cartier newer rings
You with a big boy, so we do the big things
Had the valet park it, Chanel hoodie on
Looking like Trayvon Martin, George Zimmerman when I’m wanted
She on my wanted poster, Ciroc-in′ my Mimosa
I’m 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 sex is so explosive, her stuff is supersonic
She my new addiction, I swear I’m through it
Rozay and Usher Raymond, girl we the hottest
Rockin′ the most ice, I said we the hottest
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
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin’ ‘bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see
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