Baby, let me be good to you I'll do anything you want me to Your love has brought me around Every time I was feeling down But I'm so glad you give me everything I got Now sit in your easy chair What you wantâ??I'll bring it there Even good can be better

Ca-a-an you fe-e-el my He-he-he-he-heart is beatin' R.I.P. to the girl you used to see I decided to give you all of me I, I, I'm ready for ya Her days are over, baby she's over (I-I-I'm ready for ya) Her days are over, baby she's over Baby come closer,

My baby, she's into everything I wanna do. So, what you wanna do? (You and me, sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G) She'll do every naughty thing I want My baby, she's up for anything I wanna do. She's a giver and it gets her off. If it was on TV, or ever

Baby fall into my kiss It should just happen like this Trust it so much that there's no one else but us and This moment that says it's so right 'Cause that's all we have in this life Give it all we got tonight July moonlight shines Your pretty little

I tote a TEC 'cause niggas be shady I need some love to go with this hate Puttin' Ms in all the Mercedes Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy And a surfboard 'cause we're really wavy Give mama a hug, we finally made it Bitches ain't shit, bet' not

No, I can't be the on-only one Ooh ooh ooh, give me a sign That you feel it too Baby, cross the line Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh, I need more When we're making this up Say it isn't so 'Cause I'm so desperate for you I can taste your skin on my tongue (my tongue)

'Cause you are my superstar This is for you, you, my number one I'll be your groupie baby I'm your number one fan, give me your autograph Sign it right here on my heart Girl I'll be your groupie baby And as your number one fan I'll do all that I can To

Karmacoma, Jamaican aroma You sure you want to be with me I've nothing to give Take a walk take a rest Taste the rest Deflowering my baby, aiyee my baby me Monopoly and properly kissed Won't lie and say this love is best Leave us in emotional peace

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend And waste this chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you I feel so unsure As I take your hand and lead you to the dance