It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut them off like

Girl I wanna love you, baby I wanna make love to you, yeah yeah yeah Girl I now wanna make love to you I wanna make love, yeah I wanna make love to you baby, that's all I wanna do, oh girl I can't get enough, ooh yeah, hey I'm loving you baby, that's all

She said, when I be in the club Posted with my thugs, that I be so elegant She can't get enough I'm looking at your body, yeah and I can't get enough Just know, it ain't fuckin' love I'm getting to the money and the money come alive She can't get enough

This is how we party, foolin' with your body Don't know how it started, you can't get enough of me You can't get enough of me I go, go, go, we get it on, yeah You got what you wanted, don't you know that Come on everybody, you can't get enough of me I

I can't get enough, yeah Moving my body All night long and do it again I keep turning it up, yeah The music is taking me higher I'm feeling inspired Don't want you to stop it We dance in the streets We rock to the beat

Come give it to me, give it to me All I need is one more shot, yeah To take me away I'm way too close to stop, yeah I can't stop now I just can't get enough, yeah I just can't give you up, yeah We locked eyes from a distance, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Working my money 'til I get gold Monday-Friday mornin' When I get it, I ain't ever goin' back again 'Cause I can't get enough One hundred percent, yeah, pure grindin' Cause I can't get enough Started out with nothing and I still got most of that The

I wanna breathe you in. I can’t get enough. I’ve never been the kind To bear my heart and soul, Yeah I’ve always taken pride, Staying in control. I told myself, I’d never fall too deep.

Oh, I don't wanna share you with nothing else I gotta have you to myself I just can't get you close enough, no Yeah, if I were the moon I could catch your eye I'm jealous of the moon If I were the wind I would make you fly I'm jealous of that too, yeah

Working my money ‘till I get gold When I get it, I ain't ever goin' back again Every Friday mornin' 'Cause I can't get enough 100 Percent, yeah, pure grindin' Started out with nothing and I still got most of that The world ain't give me much, I'm