I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me That your daddy's gonna take us in, baby, take care of me Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear

You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me Tryna get up in my head, now that's a headache Ain't no need to talk Oh baby, don't hurt

'Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk di truth and mek di youths dem better for it 'Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah ay Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and

Now those days are over And we are all ghosts We used to sleep all day and talk all night Stay up by the TV light (oh, oh) When your baby teeth ain't milky white Wipe the stardust from your eyes (oh, oh) I said "oh come on love, we'll be just fine

Fuck me so you stop baby talking I don't really want to live out of you I heard I change my mind with you often Baby talk is creeping me out Alright, so this is really fucked up, but Alright, I was sleeping next to him But I was dreaming about the other

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

I don't wanna waste your time baby I just wanna make you come to me Comfortable baby, so come here darling And come for me baby I don't wanna waste a second, no girl I just wanna make you come dance with me Come talk to me, come here darling Come here

Baby jump in my Cadillac Slide in the middle or climb in the back We can dance all over the FM dial Sweet home country, Destiny's Child Sneak a little something in between Leanin' to an old school vinyl groove Talkin' 'bout how damn good it feels Slow

Gotta talk to you baby Talk to you now Escape me now You'll see me again Maybe it's too late You're slamming the door You're walking out I got a feeling