You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin' Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin' When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' We got London On Da Track Ohh, yeah yeah (wow), yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Hunnid

I want you to I want you to love me, to love me, but don't fall in love 'Cause I'm not the one to love To love me, to love me, to love me, but don't fall in love To hold me, to hold me, to hold me, but not for too long Your skin on my skin, can't help

'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby, I swear it's déjà vu Know that I can't get over you Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing

Not alone, I'll be there Tell me when you want to go Now we know it all for sure More will be revealed my friend Sideways falling Don't forget me I can't hide it Come again get me excited I'm an ocean in your bedroom

I don't know your name but excuse me miss I saw you from across the room I saved the last dance for you How I love to keep you here with me oh baby And I got to admit that you got my attention You're making me want to say yo I know you're trying to leave

Don't know why my ex calling I can see my ex calling Why the fuck my ex calling Oh no now my next calling I don't know why I stress all them I just want the best, darlin' I can hear my ex calling Hold up why my ex calling Scrolling through these mother

Move on (move on) If I want to move on If I want to move on (move on) I got high to forget you I feel pain, I don't want to But I have to, yeah, I have to I wish Tracy Chapman was my friend She would know exactly what to say

Call me baby, baby I just want you in my arms Obie Hold you till the morning Obie Know you got it going on Obie I don't hear what the rumbleclots say {She say} Sex and on that good love to me She say she like em dark skinn-ded

Give it to me right now But the devil said that he want my soul I’m a dirty mothafucka, a waste of life A waste of skin Wanna repent, don’t know where to begin Next of kin don’t give a damn 'bout me I know God don’t give a damn 'bout me People try but