You can get my body, my body all over your body, baby Your body all over my body, girl You know just how I like it naughty Naughty, naughty, naughty, do you? Yeah, we got plenty of Bacardi Bacardi, Bacardi, Bacardi and juice and fruit for you A private

Said that it's all right (baby it's all right) Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing) When you see me in misery, come on baby see about me And-a I wanna know Hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) Say it one more time yeah (just one

If you want it, come and get it, I've got it (oh oh) If you need it, come and get it, I've got it (baby) I've got it (oh yeah) And there ain't nobody else in this world If you want it, I know that your mummy and your daddy don't tell you,

I'm falling for you baby Yellin' from the rooftop Tellin' the whole world You got me yellin' from the rooftop So everybody knows I'm screaming from the mountain Gonna sing it everywhere Yeah, you can call me crazy Baby I don't care

You know you're not fucking up, though Get locked up and get back to it, yeah You know what the fuck going on, man You better strap in your set or it's gon' be a rough ride It's the king, bitch No introduction really, necessary Get the message like a

La la la la Can't calm down, stalker's round, yeah Can't make a sound, you force my love out Scared in your arms And I know it's a no, no, how I'm feeling for you I can't rid him of my sheets Pain wants me to let go Hurts so much that it's sweet How does

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep But I can't, but I can't when you all have Guns for hands yeah That you all have guns And you never put the safety on To take it, to take it, don't take it, take it, take it Guns for hands I know what you think in the

Lady writer on the TV Just the way that her hair fell down around her face Then I recall my fall from grace Another time, another place Talking about the Virgin Mary Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me And the lady writer on the TV Lady Writer on

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I

Won't do you no good It won't do you no good Can't fight the temptation When you get the vibration And I said kiss your baby goodbye Come on, love, it's alright! Heaven knows they wanna break you apart, yeah Kiss your baby goodbye