And work it low Express yourself, release the glow, attack the floor Spread your legs and arch your back And they mad cause I’m hot and they wish they was They be hating on my name but my beats they love Go up and down and make it clap Spread your legs

Your my funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine, You make me smile with my heart, Your looks are laughable, un-photographical, Yet you´re my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, are

And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it So I'ma make one stop for you, for you Gotta give me all you got So I'ma make

I need a tall glass of something nice and strong A little liquor and a loving to do all night long I need a kick in the chest, a shot to the lips A little hot, make this martini shake your hips I said tequila, margarita, senorita please Chase it down

End of the night, it's going down It's going down, I'm yelling timber You better move, you better dance Let's make a night, you won't remember I'll be the one, you won't forget Swing your partner round and round One more shot, another round The bigger

Somethin' bout platinum irrefutably Only makes you blonder They just got taller Looks as good on records as it does on me What doesn't kill you My heels and my hotel My disposition permeates The room when I walk in the place

We got that good love We got that hood love Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions We got that hot love We got that I don't give a what love We got that one life Give me that all night We got that Bonnie & Clyde love They say it’s wrong, but

Round and round we go, it don't stop Till we all get dough, come on, make it hot Baby girl do the pussy pop, pussy pop Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! Lookin' good with your stink-ass Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast Make it hot, baby

Whiskey or the Bible A shot glass or revival When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I wind up stayin' And I don't want to fall in

Radio waves through the air Can you hear me calling? Oh I've been dreaming Dreaming of a woman in white Hot summer night The art of make-believe The treasure behind closed doors The hunter behind the trees